A few months ago, I checked out Off the Record, one of Dolores Gordon-Smith’s mysteries, starring Jack Haldean, an Army major turned mystery writer. While it could have used some more cluing, I was on the whole very impressed with the book. It was a genuine effort at emulating the best of the Golden Age of Detection, with a clever and twisty plot. I was looking forward to checking out the next book in the series.
Trouble Brewing opens with Haldean summoned to the home of Harold Rushton Hunt, the owner of Hunt Coffee. Hunt wants Haldean to track down his great-nephew, Mark Helston, who vanished months ago before a meeting. The police foolishly, in Mr. Hunt’s view, think that his great-nephew was involved in something shady, and he wants Haldean to track him down or, if he’s met with foul play, clear his name. Haldean takes the case and quickly learns that Mark has a lot of money circling around him. Helston’s grandmother was a rich woman who left him quite a lot in her will. After his disappearance, she changed it to create a trust for when he returned. There’s more than enough money to justify murder, but no one knew she had that much to give in the first place, and if he was killed over the money, where’s his body?
It's not long before Haldean finds a body: a rotting corpse in an abandoned house with a knife stuck in it. But it’s not Mark Haldean’s…
This book is hard to summarize. Gordon-Smith throws the reader into the deep end from page one and never lets up. There’s a constant circle of ideas and theories as none of the theories seem to make any sense, and there are baffling questions no matter where you look. Beyond the fact that no one benefits from Mark’s disappearance, as opposed to his death, there are other odd bits. Did the killer intend for the body in the house to not be identified? If so, why did they make no effort to disfigure the corpse? They had no way of knowing that it would go undiscovered for months. Why does Hunt’s son, Fredrick, insist that Mark was racist against a Brazilian plantation manager for the company when everyone else says that he wasn’t? As I’ve gotten older, I’ve become more attracted to mysteries where these seemingly simple questions drive the plot.
Sadly, not all of these questions get interesting answers. Some of them get good answers, but I felt that more could have been done with them. To its credit, the book stays in motion. I felt that it would have been easy to get bogged down in characters talking about the crime and not much else happening, but Gordon-Smith keeps things moving at a nice pace. Like in Record, she has a good feel for when readers will start to turn a critical eye towards other characters and is ready to address those theories when they come up. There’s always something happening, some new breakthrough, some new line of inquiry, including another genuinely shocking murder.
In the end, however, there are no clues at all.* Haldean’s summary at the end is more “this is the only explanation that makes sense of this,” which, true, but I would have liked a little more pointing to it. It’s frustrating, because overall I liked the solution. The final summing up is clever and involved, but there’s not much evidence for any of it. The main example of this is Mark’s fate. I thought it was decently clever, but there’s nothing pointing to it until Haldean has his revelation. It stands out because I think Gordon-Smith could have seeded hints to it throughout the book without drawing attention to it. I also felt that the author exonerated a few too many suspects over the course of the book. In fairness, this is intentional; she makes the culprit clear before the final summation, but the killer feels obvious before they’re meant to be exposed.
And yet, in spite of all of that, I enjoyed this book. I think the trick is that the mystery is genuinely meaty. There’s plenty of interesting directions and theories, and some honest detective work done. The explanation is genuinely very involved. This may not be a Christie or a Carr, but it’s also not a disposable piece of fluff you can just skim over. Which I think sets this apart from lesser mystery novels.
So Gordon-Smith is now put together with Lee Goldberg and his Monk spin-off novels: Genuinely well-written and solid mysteries that don’t match up the Golden Age, but are still written for serious mystery fans who want something substantial from their reading. In spite of my issues, this is Recommended. But be aware that I think some of you won’t get on with it like I did.
*EDIT: Okay, I double-checked the solution after posting this and there are a few clues, so mea culpa on that one. The clues are more about "what did the killer did" and not "who the killer is."
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