This second entry in the "Factory" series is very different from the first. The perspective of the 'unnamed' Sergeant, seems to come from a different place than it did in the first. Maybe it's the tortured side of his private life that wasn't mentioned in the first (or did it happen after the first) that seems to change his perspective. Raymond (or Robin Cook) does a great job of breaking down the walls between the 'classes' probably because he grew up on one side but lived most of his life on the other. He especially seems to have a great handle as to what it was to grow up in Northern Ireland during the worst of "The Troubles".
Once you get past the gory details of the first murder and into the mystery itself, the story is very compelling. Like the best thrillers, things just lead one into the other and the complications all make sense. Especially the Cambridge connection with the Russian trade mission.
The unnamed Sergeant is all Raymond, you can hear the snide laughter in the background every time he takes on "Authority". The interview that he is forced to go to with the promotion board is hilarious as he tries to get out of it and then purposely cocks-it-up. The men on the Board are so thick headed that none of them get the idea that he doesn't want a promotion and just think he's being 'cheeky'. It's past funny when he goes to interview a high level minister for breaking the "Official Secret's Act" who complains to him:
"Shouldn't I be interviewed by some one at a higher level than Sergeant?"
"Well, you'll just have to get used to dealing with me"
"I'm used to being addressed as Sir"
"Well I don't have time for that now"
And then the Minister threatens to call the Sergeant's higher ups even though the guy knows they both know he's guilty. Doesn't matter, one has to keep up appearances and expect the lower classes to know their place. It's almost like, 'you know who we are and even if we are traitors we expect to be treated respectfully and with kid gloves'. It's all very English and "Bob's your Uncle" type stuff. Great Read.
Zeb Kantrowitz