This debut novel from a psuedonymous American intelligence officer has one big thing going for it -- an unfamiliar setting. Its protagonist is "Inspector O", a North Korean policeman who becomes entangled in a feud between rival North Korean intelligence units and must bob and weave to avoid ending up caught dead in the crossfire. While the book does an admirable job of giving a sense of the daily emptiness of life under a totalitarian regime, the plotting is rather oblique, and those expecting a standard mystery or thriller will likely leave disappointed. The story is told through a fairly clumsy framework, as Inspector O sits in a safe house in Prague being "interviewed" by an Irishman apparently working for MI5. Through this interview, which sometimes previews plot points (such as the deaths of central characters), Inspector O tells the story. Unfortunately it's never explained why the Inspector is being interviewed in this manner, and the format only detracts from any suspense.
The tale Inspector O tells is of how, after a routine stakeout operation, he is gets pushed all over the map by his direct superior and the mysterious intelligence operative named "Kang." It's all very unclear, since no one tells the inspector anything beyond "go there, wait here, etc." and the reader is simply tagging along from point A to point B in equal bewilderment. Fortunately the inspector is an appealing figure -- the grandson of a war hero, he's filled with a sardonic, but not overly rebellious, attitude toward those in power. It would have been easy to make him a cardboard closeted reformer, but the author wisely avoids that route, instead making him a somewhat romantic soul, resigned to a hard life and seeking solace and life in small chunks of wood. There's also a wry subplot, which I'm sure is a homage to a classic pulp story (just can't recall which one), about his inability to score a cup of tea throughout the whole book.
Eventually it becomes clear that the factional maneuvering which is the cause of Inspector O's being moved all over the place has something to do on one level with a scheme to smuggle cars from South Korea to China, and on another level, with diplomatic moves to "right old wrongs" between North Korea and Japan. (Potential readers will find it especially useful to learn about North Korea's kidnapping of Japanese citizens in the late '70s and early '80s before starting the book.) However by the time the book sputters to the end, many will have lost interest in the subtlties of all this and said "Forget it Inspector O, it's Pyongyang." The North Korean setting is reasonably interesting, and Inspector O is reasonably engaging, but the plotting and pace of the book leave a great deal to be desired.
Note: Those interested in fiction from North Korea should check out the recent anthology "Literature from the Axis of Evil and Other Enemy Nations" and the September 2003 edition of Words Without Borders.