This is the third, I think, in Barbara Nadel's series about Francis Hancock, an undertaker in London during the Second World War. Her hero is a very complex, damaged, endearing person, and I'd guess anyone with any experience of mental illness would identify with him. He sees things through the prism of his mental illness, and then leaves you wondering who is really ill, him or some of the people he encounters.
I strongly recommend the series, and indeed all of Barbara Nadel's books. I've read all of them, some more than once. She's a superb writer, and she's also a wonderful storyteller. The skills don't often go together.
It's the height of the Blitz, and the City of London - with St Paul's Cathedral at its centre - is a firestorm. This upmarket part of London isn't Eastender Francis Hancock's home territory, but by chance he gets marooned inside the huge historic church, with a motley group of others. Some are supposed to be there - clergymen, architects, fire fighters - others (like Francis himself) have been forced inside by the bombing. The huge dark empty building was built as a spiritual haven. On this night of nightmares it becomes a trap; a slaughter house.
For those who don't know London, St Paul's Cathedral, which stands today, is one of the UK's greatest churches, built in 1708 by Sir Christopher Wren. Since its consecration it has stood as a symbol of London, and Hitler was wild to flatten it during his bombing raids on London. Its survival was a matter of British morale. The descriptions of the bombing, the firestorm, the sheer size of the destruction, are almost tangible, almost unbearable.
I won't give the plot away, but the tale covers madness, loyalty, patriotism, priorities, faith - all the deep stuff Barbara Nadel tackles so well. The previous two books in this series are Last Rights and After the Mourning, and they are well worth buying too.
Crime fiction is massively under-rated. Most of what is today considered modern literature seems to me the product of those who can write very elegantly but can't feel or tell a tale. Barbara Nadel is a seriously perceptive, interesting writer.