Chris
Heather is a psychotherapist and lives in Chiswick, in West London. She’s happily single and likes her work. Among her favourite patients is Phoebe, who reminds her of her own troubled younger self. Then, one summer evening, Phoebe is dead – apparently the victim of a fatal fall from the balcony of her flat. But did she jump, did she fall, or was she pushed? Heather thinks Phoebe would never have killed herself, so what did happen? Who can she turn to? She enlists the help of her former employer, Max, who has become a friend and father figure to her; and the police, in the form of Det Insp John Kelly, who warns her off amateur sleuthing but warms to her, and she to him; and she starts investigating anyway. I enjoyed A Particular Attachment. It’s very accomplished for a first novel, I liked the relationships between the characters, whether good or bad. Most of the story takes place in a well-described West London, between Chiswick, Fulham, and Hammersmith and the author is clearly familiar with the area. I also liked the courtroom scenes – they aren’t overlong but are key to the plot and have a feel of realism to them. Heather is relatable, far from perfect, tempted to fall back into her old ways, but doing her best – the other characters are also well-drawn even when unlikeable, and there are certainly some of those. The novel is set in 2016-17 which allows ignoring more recent events. There is an atmospheric sense of time – in Heather’s house (I imagine a cosy Victorian terrace), ‘it started to be very cold … there was frost on the grass and fog obscured the trees at the end of her garden.’ This sense of time also adds to the realism of the plot in another way – it all takes time. The inquest is seven months after the death, the investigation proceeds at its own pace, and life carries on elsewhere. I would recommend this work to anyone who likes character-driven detective novels set in a present-day urban landscape.



