Everyone Lies

In Everyone Lies by AD Garrett, DCI Kate Simms is on the fast track to nowhere. Five years ago she helped a colleague when she shouldn't have. She's been clawing her way back from a demotion ever since. Professor Nick Fennimore is a failed genetics student, successful gambler, betting agent, crime scene officer, chemistry graduate, toxicology specialist and one-time scientific advisor to the National Crime Faculty. He is the best there is, but ever since his wife and daughter disappeared he's be...

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Wanda_Magnus
9 января 2026
Män som hatar kvinnor, p. 2
I don’t like books that induce a “holiday mood,” since I have a ton of holiday mood of my own. That’s why I like to curl up under a blanket with a cup of tea and immerse myself in some murderous, dopey, violent shit.
This is the first part of a trilogy written by an author named Margaret Murphy and her ever-present spirit and consultant, Helen Pepper. This duo works as Tess Gerritsen, disassembled into two parts: one is in charge of mysteries, while the other stuffs the plot with a lot of scientific details. I’m not the professional to judge of how adequate they are, but if you plunge into detectives to read about how forensics scrape DNA samples from human teeth and concrete bakes the cadaver buried under it, you’re more than welcome to try this story out.
Let’s step a level further into my expertise: the plot. Well, it’s not that kind of detective where the main crime rips at you from the threshold. At first, it starts as a simple, lackluster case of a statistical anomaly, when the real death rate among Mancunian drug users surpasses the expected one. The main character, Kate Simms, turns to her old friend and colleague, ex-court and still-forensic specialist Nick Fennimore. The latter, armed with Bayesian analysis, reveals that it’s not just an anomaly - and then the shit hits the fan.
I’d call the plot… decent. It’s not exactly absorbing and doesn’t make you greedily chew through page after page, craving the payoff, but it’s still good and almost hole-free. Still, since this is part of a trilogy, the author leaves us with some loose ends, but I can’t tell whether they’re truly loose before I read the whole story.
But... there's always a "but".
The peak of my expertise: characters and emotions. Half of the book’s characters are sex workers. And do you know what they and the emotional side of this book have in common? Yes, you got it right - they suck.
And it's not like "oh I didn't see the whole Dostoyevsky depth of human nature in that.'" But the emotion is so poor that it breaks the plot.
Well, at first it seems like everyone has their motivation: good guys act according to their principles and/or protect their loved ones, bad guys love money and power. Believable. But when Murphy tries a step beyond that frame, everyone's mood swings six ways to Sunday depending on what she needs them to do right now. It's still believable, but it's not like you rush to sympathize with someone so incongruent (in a bad, unsympathetic way).
... except Nick Fennimore. He's the perfect example of a "man written by a woman", floating through the ocean of filth and lechery like a shiny white ship, indulging himself with the only vice of peeping at the woman (whom he loves secretly and silently and can almost literally take a bullet for) changing her blouse. We love you, Nick Fennimore.
So, I will definitely read the other parts; I won't do it now; and I'd rather recommend that book than not. If you're in dire need of a new detective, or if you're a Tess Gerritsen fan, or you just want a book set in Manchester (like I did), it's definitely for you.
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