Initially, L. J. Hurst worked in the backrooms of the media industry. He now divides his time between work for an international scientific publisher and a rather more British independent bookseller. In years past he was a regular attendee at the Shots on the Page Festivals from whence Shots Mag sprung
How far back should one go to find the origins
of evil? For how long should one search one’s soul for the reasons one has been
punished? Down how many strands of history – personal and political – should
one investigate these questions? Andreas Pfluger explores quite a lot and goes a
long way back and into a good many individual histories, but whether that is a
good idea is another matter, and in one volume, too. When dealing with a monster Thomas Harris
required at least four novels and several screenplays to describe Hannibal
Lector, and used up several police officers in the hunt.
Now in one thick volume, Andreas Pfluger has
given us Jenny Aaron, special agent from the German Federal police, second
generation in the force, and after a short introduction and disaster, a blind
but still near-super agent. Jenny has one job: to bring the villainous Holm
brothers to justice, but the brothers have other ideas. They also have ways of
disguising their motives, and of disguising their origins and the reasons why
they are so vicious. T
he confluence of all those elements explains,
why In The Dark is the size it is – it has to include Jenny’s
history, the brothers’ history, and then the parallel accounts of the hunt told
from the villains’ perspective and from that of the police control. When I say
history, though, I mean the history of someone who is amnesiac (and there is
not just one character with amnesia of some sort or another – there are
several); and of course, the fake histories of others who have something in
their past to hide who do not want reality to emerge.
A lot of In The Dark is plain
cops and robbers, with extra violence – there’s an escape attempt which ends in
a river and still failure after some major falls, for instance; but
occasionally there are some clever moments: taking a vehicle and expecting the
destination to be in the satnav because the amnesiac driver would not trust
themselves to remember where they are going is a smart move, and there is
another good scene in a kitchen. The blind Jenny Aaron has been hurled to the
floor and had cooking pots thrown at her by one of the brothers, which she has
collected with a clatter under his supervision, only for the second brother to
snarl on returning, ‘A cow in a byre, an earthworm in a dung-heap has more
brains than you. You’ve just allowed her to take a look around’. She has
used her acute hearing to echo-locate everything in the room, but has also
learned of her opponent’s evaluation of her abilities.
In a short Afterword Pfluger describes his
research and names some powerful women in German society today who have
overcome any handicap of blindness. There seems to be no reference to blindness
in police officers, though. He avoids figures elsewhere, such as Sir John
Fielding, the blind magistrate who founded the Bow Street Runners, who became
the hero of a series of novels by Bruce Alexander. In the early twentieth
century we had Max Carrados, created by Ernest Bramah as a rival to Sherlock
Holmes, whose stories are still a good read. Conan Doyle, though, made a blind
man the opponent of Sherlock Holmes: in ‘The Empty House’ Colonel
Sebastian Moran’s air gun had been made by “Von Herder, the blind German
mechanic”. A handicap is not a moral qualification or disqualification, despite
Holm’s long lectures on the philosophy of good and evil.
The last page of In The Dark suggests
that Jenny Aaron will return; readers should explore other protagonists –
heroes and villains – while they wait.
Translated by Shaun Whiteside