A great novel. A rusty depiction of a crime ridden 70′s Western Australia.
A brothel madam dies in suspicious circumstances. There is no investigation, just a convenient cover-up. Enter detective Swann, jaded from a lifetime on the West Australian police force his life takes a turn from bad to worse as he forces an investigation into Ruby Devine’s death.
Enter the enigmatic killer, the Author gives us insights into his life, his upbringing, his cool killer demeanour, the question is – Who is he there to kill?
Swann’s life becomes increasingly complicated as his daughter goes missing, his relationships with wife and lover have disolved and apart from a motley crew of seriously seedy characters that he needs to rely on for evidence because prostitutes who could be witnesses disappear or die, he seems to be alone in his search for justice even the royal commission conducted seems to be full of corruption.
An amazing book full of 70′s character, it had me from page 1 to 251. A straight-as-a-die look at corruption, bottom-of-the-harbour schemes and a doubtful police force.
I had to read it twice. The ending – the last three pages – What a shock. I had to read it again. I didn’t see that coming. All I can say is wow. I look forward to anything new from David Whish-Wilson.
“When a brothel madam is shot on a Perth golf course in 1975 it should be a routine murder enquiry. But it isn’t. In fact there’s barely an investigation at all, and Superintendent Swann thinks he knows why. Heroin is the new drug in town and the money is finding its way into some very respectable hands.
It’s the brave or the foolish who accuse their fellow cops of corruption, and sometimes not even Swann is sure which he is. Especially when those he’s pointing the finger at have mates in every stronghold of power in the state – big business, organised crime, the government. He might have won the first round by forcing a royal commission, but the judge is an ailing patsy and the outcome seems predetermined. If that’s not enough to contend with, Swann’s teenage daughter has disappeared, he doesn’t know whether she’s alive or not, and the word on the street is he’s a dead man walking.
Line of Sight is classic crime noir, a tale of dark corruption set in a city of sun and heat.”