Arakdy Renko is Back and it was Worth the Wait
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Stalin has been spotted, or rather his ghost has been seen in the Chistye Prudy Metro Station. Has he come back to Moscow to haunt the underground? Hardly. But the powers that be want Arakdy Renko to investigate and when he arrives on the scene he does indeed find people who had seen old Joe in the flesh, well not the flesh exactly.
So why was Renko given the case? Was it because he was investigating a woman who may or may not have hired cops to kill her husband? Was it because he resents ex-black beret soldiers who are now cops, but don't have the chops for the job? Was it because he's not a team player or is it simply because he's the cop the bosses like the least? Maybe a combination of all of the above.
Renko suspects Nikolai Isakov and Marat Urman, two of these ex-Black Beret cops, are on the take or, at the very least, inept. He's also having problems in his personal life. He's not getting on with with his lover Eva and her son has gone missing. To make matters worse, Isakov is Eva's ex, so can Renko really be objective?
Renko, as usual, is like a dog with bone, he won't give it up and because of his dogged determination he gets shot in the head and transferred to Tver where his nemisis Isakov is running for office. Is the ultra-nationalist, ex-black beret Isakov a cold-blooded killer? Will Renko survive long enough, yes there are people who want him dead, to unravel the evil that is afoot and make everything right? Should he? Could he?
Arkady Renko has been with us since Gorky Park back in 1981, when hardcovers were about a third of what they are now, paperbacks about a quarter as much as we pay today. We've followed Renko from Moscow to Alaska to Cuba and he's grown with every story and each story is better than the last. This one is no exception, it builds on those that came before and I'm sure Mr. Smith's next book will stand on the shoulders of this one.
Martin Cruz Smith and Arakdy Renko have given us twenty-seven years of Russian history, delivered it as entertainment, made our pulses race as we absorbed life in that vast and wonderful land. We understand Russia better thanks to Mr. Smith, he sort of snuck that education in under the raider as we poured through his stories and he keeps us coming back for more. How many writers can do that?
Reviewed by Vesta Irene