This is the first of the Arkady Renko novels I have read,and buying it was influenced by the fact that I had spent time exploring Havana and its environs a short time before.
Summoned by an unsigned fax from what turns out to be an old hand at Havana's diminished Russian Embassy, detective Renko travels from mid-winter Moscow to subtropical January in Havana, to investigate the disappearance and death of a KGB operative and one-time associate. Both he and his drowned friend Pribluda are of a mindset unable to come to terms with life in public service in post-communist Russia.
With an almost bumbling manner and persistence, reminiscent of a Slavonic Peter Faulk playing Columbo in the 1970's television series (in a black cashmere coat with a story of its own, in place of a trench-coat), Renko finds himself an unwelcome and unpopular reminder to the Cuban police investigating the gruesome corpse washed up in Havana Bay, of Russia's once domineering influence over their affairs. And a threat to some shadowy individuals with their own agenda for change in this outwardly ramshackle island nation.
Martin Cruz Smith has captured many of the undercurrents that pervade society in modern Havana. They range from a crumbling political, economic and social system (to say nothing of crumbling buildings and crowded tenements), to the moonlighting, hustling, and sex-for-sale, that puts bread on Cuban tables in the way that the state's mediocre salaries do not. He captures too, the camaraderie of Cuban war veterans of Angola and Ethiopia. The pervasiveness of African mysticism and music in Cuban life. And the combination of stoicism and sheer exuberance that shine through in what Castro euphemistically calls the "special times", of no Russian aid and an ongoing US embargo.
These ingredients are skillfully blended into a suspenseful tale that draws us into three hundred plus pages of the intrigue and double-dealing that swirl around a handful of well-drawn characters. Once into it, I found the book hard to put down. I'm sure it will make a good movie too, though it may be a little too cerebral for current Hollywood tastes. All the better if it could be filmed on location. Conjo!