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The novel begins with the discovery of a gruesome murder. Where did that come from?

The first time I was anywhere near a murder was in northern Morocco. My father came home late at night and I overheard him tell my mother (I was not supposed to know) that locals in the village next door had killed a man by sawing his head off. I remember how afterwards it seemed to me that nothing changed in the village, people cracked on with their hard lives. At some point I realized the killers were still there, I probably waved at them or drank a warm Coke beside them at the local cafe.

Years later, I saw a ruin in the Tangier cemetery, a kind of desiccated chapel. When I started to write Dead in Tangier, the discovery of the body at the ruin emerged fully formed. Although I threw history into the mix, the Spanish Civil War and so on, the killing in the village kept coming back to me. I wondered, rather late in the day, what rules, code or customs allowed the village to appear so tranquil on the surface and brought that idea into the novel.


The novel has a meticulous sense of place, how important is that to you?

I'm obsessive and self-indulgent about researching and setting period details in my writing. I want readers to know what Italian laundry detergent smelled like in 1936, because when my sleuth smells it on a woman in Tangier he feels a little homesick. The mystery is wired into time and place through ordinary artefacts - cluttered some might say. I don't want the period to be all about the big picture, storm clouds of WWII coming and all that - though admittedly that helps the atmosphere.


 

Why is your sleuth an Italian aristocrat?

I love Tuscany. My sleuth had to be from there and cause trouble for his fascist bosses. Captain Equi is tough, civilized, athletic, mad about food, wine and his espresso must be just so, a combat veteran, a patriot, an aristocrat with a doomed heart. Equi resists fascism from the inside because pride and bloody-mindedness keep him dug in like an abscessed tooth in Mussolini’s snap turtle jaw – even when exiled to Tangier. I suppose he is a kind of Italian answer to Elizabeth George’s Lord Linley.


Why Tangier?

Think the movie Casablanca, but a real place. The International Zone of Tangier was a prototype of the multi-cultural world I live in. Half Moroccan, Jews and Muslims, half European and despite its many warts, it worked and worked pretty well until 1956. My sleuth is right to be sceptical that Tangier is a utopia, and being a cop from Mussolini’s Italy he also knows how bad things can get and how deceptive appearances can be.


Are you currently working on any new projects?

Yes. I am working on the next Equi novel, the sequel to Dead in Tangier and part two of a trilogy. It is also set in Tangier, a year after the first. Nazi Germany and Fascist Italy are deeply involved in the Spanish Civil War and intrigues inside the Tangier International Zone. Equi's exile is extended. His survival becomes more precarious as WWII approaches. After Tangier, there's a lot more adventures for Equi during WWII, and he will certainly find himself in war torn Italy by 1943.