In an age in which we're overcrowded with more detectives and crime-fiction protagonists than we can possibly keep track off, Andrew Pepper has delivered a central character who is truly unforgettable. `Pyke' is an extraordinarily vivid, and quite unsettling, creation. On his own, he would make this a compulsive read. But better yet, Pepper clearly knows what to do with him. His brilliant novel turns C19th London into a distinctive and authentic hard-boiled city - edgy, confusing, threatening, labyrinthine and teeming with shadow-bound forces. The stench of gin and laudanum comes reeking off the page.
The novel is set in 1829, when ideals and realities that we might call our own - concerning the nature of the State, of justice, of social control, of national identity - are still coming into existence. As such, the book shows them to be, at best, murky and ambiguous. And, as with the best historical novels, this makes Last Days of Newgate very relevant to today.
But none of this is added-on or laborious. Pepper effortlessly makes full use of the historical setting, while keeping his eye on the action, his foot firmly on the accelerator. He has a great filmic writing style, both cajoling and startling, and a genuinely page-turning sense of pace and suspense. While a hard-boiled sensibility is to the fore, the book is packed full with good old-fashioned heroic elements: here there be narrow escapes, trysts with maidens, and feats of daring-do aplenty. There's also a teasingly well-handled `will they? won't they?' love interest. In all, this is a fantastic read and an auspicious debut.