THE DARK FLOOD

A fast-moving South African police procedural translated from Afrikaans.

On a wintry July day, hotshot detective Capt. Benny Griessel and Capt. Vaughn Cupido take an unauthorized jump into a cash-in-transit heist and wind up nearly getting fired. They are both demoted to warrant officer and transferred from Cape Town to nearby Stellenbosch. There, they are assigned to investigate the disappearance of Calvyn “Callie” Wilhelm de Bruin, a computer genius and academic standout from a poor family. In a separate plotline, billionaire sociopath Jasper Boonstra approaches real estate agent Sandra Steenberg on an exclusive basis to sell his wine farm, Donkerdrif, in absolute secrecy. She desperately needs the commission to resolve the dire financial problems she is hiding from her beloved husband. Meanwhile, the detectives chase down clues about Callie as they reveal their own personal problems: Griessel is a so-far-so-good recovering alcoholic, while Cupido frets about his weight prior to his impending marriage—his fiancee has him eating “like a vege-fucka-tarian.” As we Yanks would watch our calorie intake, he must watch his kilojoules. “You can’t eat, and I can’t drink,” Griessel says. “We are the perfect partnership.” American crime buffs might feel a light culture shock with this story. The translator leaves in enough Afrikaans words to flavor the narrative, but the reader will occasionally ponder their meanings, as in laaitie, stompie, and fokkit (OK, we can guess that last one). And then there’s “Smack me with a snot snoek.” Eew. Griessel and Cupido are talented, brave, and funny. After Cupido eventually lays eyes on Steenberg, he notes that “she’s so hot, she gives me heat rash.” Unfortunately, Boonstra thinks so too, and therein lies a problem. What will Steenberg do to earn the commission she needs so badly? And will Callie be found alive? The plotlines are tightly knitted together, and the story ends with a nifty twist.

A well-crafted blend of suspense, culture, and humor. Meyer is terrific.