Stuart Neville's first novel
The Twelve was excellent, the follow up
Collusion pretty good too. STOLEN SOULS is just 'okay'.
Galya Petrova, whose soul might be one of the stolen ones of the title, is a young Ukrainian girl tricked into coming to Belfast for what she had hoped was a better life but ends up as one of the many trafficked prostitutes operated by a Lithuanian gang. One of her first customers seems to want to rescue her, and she goes in search of him after a nightmare event that leaves several of the gang dead - with a surviving gang member hell-bent on finding Galya and killing her. The murders bring Detective Inspector Jack Lennon onto the scene, who for different reasons may be another of the stolen souls. His job is to find the killer or killers and it's not long before he too is trying to find the whereabouts of the missing Ukrainian girl.
Galya finds the man she thought would be her saviour, but he turns out to be a very strange person, arguably the most interesting character in this tale. Unpredictable would be just one of the labels he merits, but one thing is for sure: Galya has jumped from the frying pan into the fire and now she's in greater danger than the situation she had escaped from. The reader knows that Lennon is the only one who can save her on this cold Belfast night on the eve of Christmas, but he has problems of his own to contend with, not least a very dangerous, cold and calculating inside-man in the upper echelons of the Northern Ireland security forces - a man Lennon has crossed paths with before in 'Collusion'. The conclusion is set up in such a way that Lennon has to watch his back from more than one murderous side.
I get the impression that as Stuart Neville's blossoming career develops, he is toning-down the near fantasy elements of his stories (The Twelve was borderline supernatural) and settling into a more police-procedural style, although in this latest story the reader has a view into the lives of everybody involved. The bottom line is that everything that happens in Stolen Souls could happen in real life, so it could be said to be a crime thriller that reflects authentic crimes that we see on the news. If that's the case - which is fair enough - then what we need, to give this story a real edge, is at least one really strong and interesting character, but for me Jack Lennon doesn't fit the bill. He's a cop I only half-cared about, unlike (for example) the likes of Connelly's Bosch, Nesbo's Hole or McDermid's Hill. Lennon's battered soul is quite well described so that the reader has a good understanding of his painful life experiences and the man those experiences have made him, but the finished product is one that's not particularly easy to like. So the irony is that, in a story that needs a front-man with heart and soul to sustain reader interest (and support), the title gives it away; Lennon's soul is barely alive, and while that may be a fair reflection of the demands on the private life of a Belfast detective - i.e. he has almost no private life at all - we as readers are not left with much to get our teeth into, little to root for.
It's a pity because Neville is a good writer who has already demonstrated his talents as a quality story-teller - in his first novel, that is - but Stolen Souls has something missing. Even noir has a soul, but in this case its heart is barely beating.