Adam Colclough lives and works in the West Midlands, he writes regularly for a number of websites, one day he will get round to writing a book for someone else to review.
seventeen year-old straight A student Megan Carver missing persons investigator
David Raker is called in by her distraught parents after the police
investigation has hit a dead end. Megan, he soon discovers, is no run of the
mill teenage runaway, her disappearance is linked to a brutally inventive
serial killer with connections to the Russian mafia.
weighing in at over five hundred pages The Dead Line is the sort of book where
not a single word or opportunity to set the reader’s nerves on edge goes to
waste. Weaver uses of London’s seedier neighbourhoods and the city’s long and
bloody criminal history to brilliant effect, sending Raker not just down the
capital’s mean streets but into its fairly nasty (physical) underworld too.
plot is relentlessly inventive and even though some of the violence may be a
little strong for some tastes it is seldom gratuitous. In David Raker Weaver
has created a suitable conflicted hero, tortured by grief for his dead wife and
the endless round of misery associated with his job he is also, as events
prove, a little too like the man he is hunting for comfort.
given the similarity of their subject matter comparisons have been drawn
between Tim Weaver and Mo Hayder, this is mostly fair, although Weaver’s voice
is sufficiently distinctive for him to claim a place at the top table of
British crime writing in his own right.