‘This was India. They did democracy different here.’ The Pinnacle by Abir Mukherjee starts at a fast pace and races to the last page. Having just finished a long detailed historical novel, this speed made me feel as if I’d overdosed on caffeine. But I stuck with it because I’m a big fan of Mukherjee’s Raj-era crime series.
The Pinnacle is set now in Mumbai, it’s a million miles from 1919 Calcutta. Two wealthy actors, American husband and Bollywood star wife, live a beautiful life in a luxury apartment with soaring views across the city. But reality is different from the image. George Abercrombie wakes on the sofa after a drunken night out to find his wife Sweety Sahota dead in their bed. His servant Amit isn’t answering his phone, their maid wants to make breakfast for her mistress and Sweety’s American PA will arrive at any moment. George panics. What follows is like the Winston Wolf scene in Pulp Fiction.
The Pinnacle is a rollercoaster puzzle ride of politicians, gangsters, blackmail, extreme wealth, extreme poverty and misogyny. We see the action from three viewpoints, George, manservant Amit and PA Gemma. But who do we believe, are we seeing the truth or a curated reality. George and Sweety, after all, are actors. Who killed Sweety? Who is the blackmailer and why? Where is Sweety’s jewellery and laptop? Who did she visit earlier in the evening of her death? Who has most to lose, and who is the boss of the boss of the boss? I guessed quite early and then doubted my first instinct.
In the Wyndham & Banerjee books, Mukherjee focusses on the hypocrisy and arrogance of India’s colonial occupiers, in The Pinnacle the same behaviour is seen amongst the rich. None of the characters are likeable but perhaps my favourite – simply for her name and her zebra sofas – is Roxanne Bunglewalla, daughter of the Pinnacle’s owner. When George enters Roxanne’s penthouse for the first time, he thinks, ‘Roxanne Bunglewalla’s place was best viewed through sunglasses, ideally with the lights off, seeing as it was decked out in more gold than the US Olympics team and Jay-Z put together. It was like King Midas had come to Mumbai, got hammered with Louis XIV and then both of them decided to enter the interior design business for a bet.’ Mukherjee is a master of the funny one-liners.
Fast-paced, good fun. At times the pace was so quick I lost track of things, but Mukherjee is in control of the story throughout and I soon picked up the thread again. I read it quickly in two days.
Here are my reviews of the Raj-era Wyndham & Banerjee crime series, also by Abir Mukherjee:-
A RISING MAN #1WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
A NECESSARY EVIL #2WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
SMOKE AND ASHES #3WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
DEATH IN THE EAST #4WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
THE SHADOWS OF MEN #5WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
THE BURNING GROUNDS #6WYNDHAM&BANERJEE
If you like this, try:-
‘Before the Fall’ by Noah Hawley
‘Gone Girl’ by Gillian Flynn
‘Beautiful Ugly’ by Alice Feeney
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