Grade A #BookReview: Bonded in Death by J.D. Robb

Grade A #BookReview: Bonded in Death by J.D. RobbBonded in Death (In Death, #60) by J.D. Robb
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Genres: futuristic, mystery, romantic suspense, suspense, thriller
Series: In Death #60
Pages: 364
Published by St. Martin's Press on February 4, 2025
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The #1 New York Times bestselling author spins an epic tale of loyalty, treachery, murder, and the long shadow of war…
His passport read Giovanni Rossi. But decades ago, during the Urban Wars, he was part of a small, secret organization called The Twelve. Responding to an urgent summons from an old compatriot, he landed in New York and eased into the waiting car. And died within minutes…
Lieutenant Eve Dallas finds the Rossi case frustrating. She’s got an elderly victim who’d just arrived from Rome; a widow who knows nothing about why he’d left; an as-yet unidentifiable weapon; and zero results on facial recognition. But when she finds a connection to the Urban Wars of the 2020s, she thinks Summerset―fiercely loyal, if somewhat grouchy, major-domo and the man who’d rescued her husband from the Dublin streets―may know something from his stint as a medic in Europe back then.
When Summerset learns of the crime, his shock and grief are clear―because, as he eventually reveals, he himself was one of The Twelve. It’s not a part of his past he likes to revisit. But now he must―not only to assist Eve’s investigation, but because a cryptic message from the killer has boasted that others of The Twelve have also died. Summerset is one of those who remain―and the murderous mission is yet to be fully accomplished…

My Review:

Dallas and Roarke and the ever-expanding found family that surrounds them are clearly bonded by, in and FOR life at this point in their long-running and hopefully continuing forever story. And that’s from a beginning in Naked in Death where both Dallas and Roarke were mostly loners who were wary of letting ANYONE inside their circle of trust.

Over the course of the series, through several stories that I refer to as ‘trips to the angst factory’, where their separate but similarly torturous childhoods have been laid bare and they’ve dealt with their own and each other’s emotional fallout and (undiagnosed but obvious) PTSD.

Throughout those trips down the terrifying back alleys of memory lane, and right up until their present, there has been one dour figure who shone the light of rescue in the darkest parts of Roarke’s childhood – and continues to keep the home fires burning even in Roarke’s lavish and secure ‘castle’ in New York City.

That person, who dresses like an undertaker and can’t resist a never-ending string of gibes at Dallas – even as she gives it right back – is Summerset, the man who helped make Roarke the man he is. And very much vice versa.

This 60th book in the In Death series isn’t so much Dallas and Roarke’s story as it is Summerset’s book. We’ve always known that Summerset had a much more interesting past than his present appearance would lead anyone to ever believe. And we’ve probably all wondered about it now and again. Well, I certainly have.

This is THAT story. Not as a trip down memory lane, but rather as a case of the long-buried past coming back to bite Summerset and his compatriots from the dark and desperate days of the Urban Wars. The days when every day they woke up above ground was an unexpected blessing, and when the only good day was a yesterday years in the past.

Someone is coming for all of the remaining members of ‘The Twelve’, the intelligence cell that finally broke the back of the Dominion and the other forces that had been tearing down people and governments for nearly a decade in a tide of rage and propaganda during the Urban Wars. The Twelve were betrayed back then by one of their own. He knows them – and they know him – all too well.

But he doesn’t know Eve Dallas, and he doesn’t know Roarke. He only thinks he does. And they only care about keeping Summerset and his brothers-and-sisters-in-arms alive. With their still very able assistance every step of the way.

Escape Rating A: I’ve been looking for comfort reads this week, and have had some hits (The Orb of Cairado) and some real misses (Beast of the North Woods) in my search. This OMG 60th book in the long-running In Death series absolutely hit the sweet spot I needed. I’ve been a fan of this series since the very beginning with Naked in Death, and I always love seeing how Dallas & Company are doing whether the case they have to solve is absorbing or merely an excuse to see my old friends – even Summerset’s old friends.

This entry in the series was WAY bigger and better than that. Along with being an excellent excuse to visit some truly dear friends. To the point where I had to wait a couple of days to write this review because I needed to tone down the SQUEE!

Which means that A rating is because I loved it and it absolutely was the right book at the right time. But it is also, absolutely, a book for the fans who know all the players without needing a scorecard AND who know enough about who’s who and what’s what to have always wondered what secrets have been hiding behind Summerset’s implacable but long-suffering demeanor.

What made this particular entry in the series so absorbing was the combination of the relentless pace of the current pursuit combined with just the right amount of information both about the past of this world and about the past of the individuals who were, and still are, The Twelve. Including Summerset.

We’ve not seen much detail about the Urban Wars, just that they happened (in our right now, which is frightening all by itself) and that they made a mess of their world that is still in recovery almost forty years later. Dallas and Roarke weren’t born until the end of the war, although many of the people they know lived through it – not just Summerset. One of the things done very well was the way that those who did serve all look back at those times with a combination of nostalgia, regret and resignation. It felt similar to the way that World War II veterans talked about their service and the times they lived through twenty plus years after THEIR service, which gave the whole thing a touch of the real.

Which is something that is always true of the whole series. This story is set in 2061, which is not as far from our now as we imagine it is – or was when the author began publishing this series in our 1995. But people who will be alive in 2061 have not merely already been born, but some of those people are already adults in the here and now.

All of which means that the world as we know it is still VERY recognizable in Dallas’ and Roarke’s 2061, which helps readers absorb the things that are different even as in some areas we’ve almost caught up. To take one example, the technological distance between our smartphones and their ‘links’ gets tinier every year.

I’ve written a lot and all around because I do love this series very much – even the entries that don’t quite live up to the peak that this one does. It answers SO MANY questions about Summerset’s past and puts so much more flesh on the bones of the Urban Wars that have always been lurking in the background. On top of that, it tells a fascinating story and does a great job of making the mystery compelling even though Eve figures out who the perpetrator is fairly early on. This one is all about the chase and it keeps the reader on the edge of their seat wanting to make sure that Eve puts the bastard in a cage before he puts any of her nearest and dearest in the ground.

There’s still more than enough stuff about the fam to let readers know how everyone is doing – especially my boy Galahad, the big cat who is truly the king of Roarke’s castle. The delicious icing on this particular story cake was the way that Dallas and Roarke included all the members of The Twelve, all those old soldiers, in the work of getting righteous payback on their traitor, and that they all got to bear witness. As they should and as they’d earned.

So that’s a wrap – with a delightfully ‘frosty’ bow on top – of Bonded in Death, the 60th book in the In Death series. I already have a copy of book 61, Framed in Death, and I can’t tell you how much I’m tempted to start it right now!

#BookReview: A Bird in the Hand by Ann Cleeves

#BookReview: A Bird in the Hand by Ann CleevesA Bird in the Hand (George & Molly Palmer-Jones #1) by Ann Cleeves
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Genres: mystery, suspense
Series: George & Molly Palmer-Jones #1
Pages: 288
Published by Minotaur Books on January 28, 2025 (first published January 1, 1986)
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Before Shetland and Vera, Ann Cleeves wrote the George and Molly Palmer-Jones series following remarkable mysteries in a birdwatching community—now in print for the first time in the US.
In England’s birdwatching paradise, a new breed has been sighted—a murderer . . . Young Tom French is found dead, lying in a marsh on the Norfolk coast, with his head bashed in and his binoculars still around his neck. One of the best birders in England, Tom had put the village of Rushy on the birdwatching map. Everyone liked him. Or did they?
George Palmer-Jones, an elderly birdwatcher who decides quietly to look into the brutal crime, discovers mixed feelings aplenty. Still, he remains baffled by a deed that could have been motivated by thwarted love, pure envy, or something else altogether.
But as he and his fellow ‘twitchers’ flock from Norfolk to Scotland to the Scilly Isles in response to rumors of rare sightings, George—with help from his lovely wife, Molly—gradually discerns the true markings of a killer. All he has to do is prove it . . . before the murderer strikes again.

My Review:

Ann Cleeves is one of those mystery writers that seemingly everyone has heard about, read, and absolutely raves over. That her work is the foundation of not one but two hit TV series (Shetland and Vera), just adds to that acclaim.

I’ve read a lot of mystery over my reading life, but she’s an author who has been recommended to me often, and I’ve always meant to read but never got the ‘round tuit’ for. So, when I saw that her early work was being republished and that eARCs were available it seemed like a golden opportunity to get in on the ground floor and here we are.

A Bird in the Hand, the first book in the George & Molly Palmer-Jones series, was the author’s first published book. In 1986. The world was a bit different then, and in a way that contemporary readers will notice right off. There were no cell phones. They had existed since 1973, but in 1986 they were still the size – and seemingly the weight – of an actual brick. This story would have been a LOT different if all the players had cell phones (mobile phones in Britain) even if signal availability would likely have been a bit ‘iffy’ in some of the remote locations where this story wanders.

This is one of those stories that begins “Tom French was dead, to begin with,” with, also, all due apologies to Charles Dickens and Ebenezer Scrooge as this is absolutely not a holiday story. But the opening is still apropos, as A Bird in the Hand begins with the discovery of well-known ‘twitcher’ Tom French’s dead body being discovered outside the popular ‘twitching’ and more than occasionally twitchy (in multiple meanings) fictional village of Rushy on the Norfolk coast of Britain.

‘Twitcher’ in this instance is very much a term of art applied to a subset of birdwatchers who are, come to think of it, kind of like storm chasers, although usually not with the threat of imminent death or dismemberment if they actually find the object of their pursuit. Twitchers, the British version at least, are those who obsessively chase down rare birds to tick them off their various lists.

Birdwatching is often seen as a genteel hobby. Twitching is at the extreme end of that hobby, where it can tip over from fascination into preoccupation and even downright mania.

Tom French was a twitcher, and a well-known and well-respected one in the community of twitchers. Notice I didn’t say well-liked because opinion is certainly divided on that score. And it looks like as well as likely that someone killed him over it.

Which is precisely what retired Home Office bureaucrat and on-again, off-again twitcher George Palmer-Jones has been asked to discover. Whether or not it was something to do with twitching that got Tom French killed – and whether or not a particular twitcher was responsible.

Or whether the ‘hobby’ that one young man’s father disapproved of so obviously, frequently and often led him down a path away from respectability into some kind of mania that went beyond the obsessive pursuit of birds.

Escape Rating B: I ended up with a few mixed feelings about this one, because it feels very much like a ‘portrait of the master as a young writer’ kind of thing. The author fully admits that this was her debut novel, that she never expected it would ever get published, and that there are plenty of things she would do differently if she had it to do over again. Which makes A Bird in the Hand a sort of fledgeling book in more ways than one.

So I’m trying my damndest to evaluate the work in hand, a book that is nearly FORTY years old, and not conflate what I think of it with what I know is said of her work now. Which doesn’t erase the knowledge that without this start the rest wouldn’t exist.

The thing about THIS book is that it introduces both a pair of amateur detectives, George Palmer-Jones and his wife Molly, AND the quirky, closed and rather insular community of twitchers. So there’s a lot here to be introduced and explained.

On the one hand, the twitchers are, in their own way, an analog for any difficult to breach community of defensive and occasionally derided hobbyists. They have a fascination that is not shared and is often outright dismissed by those who are not also caught up in its spell. If you’ve ever nerded out about anything, while twitching may not be your jam, the twitchers aren’t all that different from whatever group you flocked with are or were, just that the jargon is different.

The story does a more than good enough job of getting the reader into that tiny community. (Also, it reminded me a bit of Marty Wingate’s Birds of a Feather series, which begins with The Rhyme of the Magpie, which I confess I liked quite a bit better, possibly because it’s a LOT cozier and that’s more of what I was in the mood for.)

On the other hand, the characters in this story, including George and Molly, collectively aren’t all that likeable. In the case of the amateur investigator protagonists, I think it’s that we don’t know enough about them, yet, and so don’t empathize as much as I’d hoped to. It doesn’t help that the perspective is all George’s and he both angsts a lot and gets caught up in his own head, he doesn’t read the room very well and relies on Molly to smooth over his bluntness. And because we see her from his perspective, and probably a bit because this was written in 1985 or thereabouts, she’s more of a social helpmeet than she would be written today or honestly than it feels like she actually is.

But it’s also the twitcher community. Nearly everyone seems to be shady, everyone is judgmental both inside and outside, and no one seems to be happy or liking where they are in the world. It’s a community that’s rife with strife, to the point where it isn’t a surprise that someone got killed – or even that Tom French turned out to be the victim. It’s more that the perpetrator and their motivations come a bit out of left field and the investigation is muddled every step of the way because of all the grudges and rivalries held by seemingly everyone involved.

In the end, I liked this but didn’t love it. I was more intrigued than captivated by this particular book. At the same time, I’m still interested in seeing where the author went with this series, as well as her later work. So I’ll probably be back to see how George and Molly are doing sometime when I’m looking for another interesting mystery.

#BookReview: See How They Hide by Allison Brennan

#BookReview: See How They Hide by Allison BrennanSee How They Hide (Quinn & Costa, #6) by Allison Brennan
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Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Quinn & Costa #6
Pages: 400
Published by Mira on January 7, 2025
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No matter how far you run, some pasts never let you go…
Two people were murdered—at the exact same time, in the same gruesome manner, bodies covered in the same red poppies…but on opposite sides of the country.
With Detective Kara Quinn investigating in Oregon and Special Agent Matt Costa in Virginia, the Mobile Response Team digs deep to uncover more about each victim. What is the link between the two, and why were they targeted?
Yet their search unearths more questions than answers—until they meet Riley Pierce, the only person still alive who might be able to help them find the killers.
Soon, it becomes clear this case is nothing like they’ve seen before as their investigation leads them to the hallowed grounds of Havenwood—an eerily beautiful place rooted in a terrifying past.
As more bodies turn up, all tied to the same community, Kara and Matt are desperate to piece the puzzle together before Havenwood’s leader sacrifices everything to keep her secrets buried.

My Review:

“No matter where you go, there you are,” at least according to Buckaroo Banzai. But seriously, as much fun as playing with that particular quote can be, it’s also profoundly and utterly true. The one person you can’t run and hide from is yourself.

Not that the string of victims in this serial murder case haven’t been seriously attempting to do so. For so long that most of them believed they had succeeded in escaping from the nightmare in all their collective pasts.

This cross-country case for LAPD Detective Kara Quinn, FBI Agent-in-Charge Matt Costa, and the entire FBI Mobile Response Team begin their part of this case with multiple murders in far-flung corners of the United States whose multiple perpetrators all left the same grisly calling card – a shower of red poppy petals over the bodies of their victims.

It’s obvious to all of the agents on the case that their victims MUST be linked. Somehow. But whatever those links might be, it’s clear from the outset that it’s not ANY of the usual possibilities. There MUST be a pattern but whatever that pattern might be it’s hidden in plain sight.

Which is the only link they have. That ALL of the victims have extremely good fake IDs made out of ‘real’ documents and that they all seem to have sprung, fully formed, into life and professions and even careers that require documentation, as adults. Where they sprang from, that’s the question.

One young woman, Riley Pierce, escaped herself less than four years prior, desperate and on the run, holds the key. They’re ALL, including her, escaping from a beautiful monster that is holding an entire town either enthralled, imprisoned or both.

A monster who wants revenge on every person who escaped her thrall. Especially her daughter, Riley.

Escape Rating B: This sixth entry in the Quinn & Costa series marks the beginning of a new story arc as the case that drove LAPD Detective Kara Quinn out of LA and straight into the arms of the FBI (in more ways than one!) was finally closed in last year’s The Missing Witness.

I got seriously caught up in the series’ combination of confounding cases, dogged investigation, dangerous adversaries and heavy personal baggage because the team that grew up around those cases and their mission was made up of a group of marvelous competent hot messes. Particularly Quinn and Costa and their very professional but also entirely unprofessional relationship.

While I still enjoyed the investigative aspects of this particular extremely daunting case, I didn’t enjoy the story as a whole nearly as much as I have the rest of the series. And I’ve been wracking my brain to figure out why.

As I said, I liked the investigative part. It’s what they were investigating that left me a bit cold, even as it reminded me of one of the books in J.D. Robb’s In Death series, Faithless in Death.

Both that book and this one are about cults, the psychology of those they attract, the way that they continue to mess with their followers’ heads even after said followers leave, the punishments inflicted on any variation from the founding principles, and the way that members become so ensnared they can’t leave.

However, unlike the cult in Faithless in Death, the cult in this story didn’t make the same kind of sense. Although I decried the motivations in Faithless, I understood them. The driving principles behind Havenwell seemed rather loosey-goosey, even as the way that the members behaved reminded me entirely too much of the way that people in Nazi Germany didn’t speak up for fear of reprisal – or something very close to it.

This is absolutely a situation where your reading mileage may vary, because this just didn’t grab me nearly as much as I expected it to and I only believe I’ve got half a handle on why that turned out to be the case.

Which leads me back to the reason I picked this up in the first place. I found the rest of the books in this series to be very compelling reads, so I’ll be back the next time that Quinn & Costa have another perplexing case to solve!

A+ #BookReview: Echo by Tracy Clark

A+ #BookReview: Echo by Tracy ClarkEcho (Detective Harriet Foster, #3) by Tracy Clark
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Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Detective Harriet Foster #3
Pages: 364
Published by Thomas & Mercer on December 3, 2024
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From the award-winning author of Hide and Fall comes a taut tale of renegade justice and long-awaited resolution, bringing the thrilling Detective Harriet Foster series to a heart-stopping conclusion.
Hardwicke House, home to Belverton College’s exclusive Minotaur Society, is no stranger to tragedy. And when a body turns up in the field next to the mansion, the scene looks chillingly familiar.
Chicago PD sends hard-nosed Detective Harriet “Harri” Foster to investigate. The victim is Brice Collier, a wealthy Belverton student, whose billionaire father, Sebastian, owns Hardwicke and ranks as a major school benefactor. Sebastian also has ties to the mansion’s notorious past, when thirty years ago, hazing led to a student’s death in the very same field.
Could the deaths be connected? With no suspects or leads, Harri and her partner, Detective Vera Li, will have to dig deep to find answers. No charges were ever filed in the first case, and this time, Harri’s determined the killer must pay. But still grieving her former partner’s death, Harri must also contend with a shadowy figure called the voice—and their dangerous game of cat and mouse could threaten everything.

My Review:

You can feel the deep cold of a Chicago winter wafting from the pages to chill your fingers to the bone as you read Echo. February is the cruelest month in the city, as it’s so cold you can see your breath, the pigeons huddle under the heat lamps at the ‘L’ stations, sunrise doesn’t happen until you get to work and sunset comes LONG before it’s time to go home. It feels like it’s been cold forever and that it’s going to be cold every bit as long – which it might, as winter holds onto the city with an icy grip that shows no signs of breaking.

Detective Harriet Foster of the Chicago Police Department has been breaking since we met her in the first book in this series, Hide. But she’s not quite broken – at least not yet – in spite of not letting herself find solace or even closure for the two hits that have left her reeling in badly suppressed agony; the senseless death of her son as he was playing in the front yard, and the staged suicide of her police partner.

Her son’s killers have been held to as much account as they ever will be, but the death of her partner is still an open case – or so Harri believes when this story opens. That hope is dashed when Internal Affairs closes the case, taking the evidence at a face value that Harri has called into question. Whoever killed Glynnis made it look like G. was a dirty cop, and IA would rather bury the case and Harri’s partner than open a can of worms that no one on the force wants to open. Justice be damned.

That G.’s killer has been calling Harri from a succession of burner phones to taunt her about the case and promise her that she’ll fall to his dirty tricks just as Glynnis did is just more black slush on top of the grey snow piled all over the city.

Just as Harri decides to pursue this very personal case very much on her own time and off the books – and her new partner, Vera Li is just as determined to join her in spite of the risks to both of their lives and careers – they get caught up in a very much on-the-books case that seems as far from Harri’s barely hanging on, hard-working, city employee life as it possible for it to get.

A young man has been found dead in a snow covered field on Chicago’s North Side, a stone’s throw away from the big house his ultra-wealthy father owns as a private ‘Animal House’ for the scions of the family as they attend the expensive private college nearby. A college where the family name is on half the buildings, and where once the father and now the son are rich and privileged legacy students – with all the power and indulgence that wealth can provide.

The only thing that hard-working CPD Detective Harriet Foster would normally have in common with a hard-partying rich boy skating through life on his father’s well-earned reputation would be that she’s the cop investigating his murder.

But it’s not.

Because it’s beginning to look a lot like Brice Collier wasn’t murdered for anything HE did – and not that he didn’t do plenty of things that no one dared to accuse him of. Just as Harri figures out that her partner’s murder – and it definitely was murder – had nothing to do with anything that G. might have EVER done.

Instead, the two cases ‘echo’ each other, as the sins of the fathers are being visited upon their children by perpetrators for whom revenge is a dish best served as cold as February in Chicago.

Escape Rating A+: This series has been awesome from the very first page of the very first book, Hide. The second book, Fall, managed to be even better. The blurb claims that this book is the conclusion to the trilogy, and I was so utterly bummed about that until I noticed that in spite of the blurb the series continues this time next year with Edge.

This story does conclude the initial story from Hide. In that first book, Harri was dealing, badly, with the death of her son and dealing equally badly with the death of her police partner and friend. Over the course of the series she has managed to both solve some really thorny – and very typically Chicago – murders while at the same time being very human and broken and not dealing with her own personal shit well at all.

And yet still putting one foot in front of the other.

The case here feels ripped from the headlines. The young scion of a rich and influential family, someone whose way has been repeatedly smoothed over by family money and power, who expects to skate through life and never face the consequences of his frequently scummy actions – is murdered. He could have been killed for some of his own misdeeds, but it goes deeper and darker than that as it’s clear from early in the case that his own actions hadn’t yet caught up with him. And that his death hasn’t had the effect that his murderers hoped for.

Meanwhile, Harri’s personal case goes down a parallel path. Her partner’s death wasn’t about anything G. did. It’s not even about anything Harri ever did. It’s all to get back at someone in the past who is just as unreachable as the Collier paterfamilias. Even though that unreachability is a parallel that shouldn’t have been part of the parallel.

The Collier case is riveting in the way that great police procedurals are riveting, as Harri and her team work through the evidence in spite of pressure from both the senior Collier and City Hall. They manage to work their way to a sticky and convoluted end through layers of facts and lies and long-buried secrets.

Harri’s personal case is compelling in the way that the best thrillers are compelling. She’s being taunted and threatened by someone who knows everything about her while she knows nothing about them or their motives. That case slowly unravels, bit by bit and step by step, even as Harri does an often poor job at keeping herself from unravelling along with it.

In the end, she emerges victorious, stronger in her broken places, and with friends at her back she hadn’t been willing to let in. Justice prevails for her, as the reader hopes that it will, even if the closest that the Collier case can reach is closure. But that’s right too.

I’m glad to see the trauma of Harri’s personal case get solved and resolved, and I’m equally glad that this is not the end of her story. She’s a dynamic, flawed and fascinating character and I can’t wait to ride along with her again next December in Edge.

Grade A #BookReview: The Grey Wolf by Louise Penny

Grade A #BookReview: The Grey Wolf by Louise PennyThe Grey Wolf (Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, #19) by Louise Penny
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Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Chief Inspector Armand Gamache #19
Pages: 425
Published by Minotaur Books on October 29, 2024
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The 19th mystery in the #1 New York Times-bestselling Armand Gamache series.
Relentless phone calls interrupt the peace of a warm August morning in Three Pines. Though the tiny Québec village is impossible to find on any map, someone has managed to track down Armand Gamache, head of homicide at the Sûreté, as he sits with his wife in their back garden. Reine-Marie watches with increasing unease as her husband refuses to pick up, though he clearly knows who is on the other end. When he finally answers, his rage shatters the calm of their quiet Sunday morning.
That's only the first in a sequence of strange events that begin THE GREY WOLF, the nineteenth novel in Louise Penny's #1 New York Times-bestselling series. A missing coat, an intruder alarm, a note for Gamache reading "this might interest you", a puzzling scrap of paper with a mysterious list—and then a murder. All propel Chief Inspector Gamache and his team toward a terrible realization. Something much more sinister than any one murder or any one case is fast approaching.
Armand Gamache, Jean-Guy Beauvoir, his son-in-law and second in command, and Inspector Isabelle Lacoste can only trust each other, as old friends begin to act like enemies, and long-time enemies appear to be friends. Determined to track down the threat before it becomes a reality, their pursuit takes them across Québec and across borders. Their hunt grows increasingly desperate, even frantic, as the enormity of the creature they’re chasing becomes clear. If they fail the devastating consequences would reach into the largest of cities and the smallest of villages.
Including Three Pines.

My Review:

You’ve heard the parable – even if you don’t recognize it at first. It’s often attributed to the Cherokee, but occasionally to a different Native American tribe. It’s the story about the two ‘wolves’ that battle inside each soul. One wolf represents the darker parts of human nature; anger, envy, jealousy, greed, arrogance, etc. Because that wolf is the embodiment of the dark side, it is often pictured as a black wolf.

The other wolf represents the better angels of our nature; joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, empathy, truth, compassion, etc. That is the grey wolf.

As the parable goes, the wolf that wins the endless battle within each soul is the one that is fed by the thoughts and deeds of that person.

Having gotten to know Chief Inspector Armand Gamache over the course of this series, it’s all too easy to see Gamache as the embodiment of that grey wolf. At this point in his life and career, in more ways than one as he has literally become a grey wolf, older, sadder, wiser, but still fighting the good fight to do his best by his people and his province, in spite of the black wolves arrayed against him.

Including the one inside his own soul.

This particular case begins, as so many of Gamache’s cases begin, with a series of unrelated events that, on the surface have zero in common. Two murders, close together in time but remote and as far apart as they could be in the vast province of Québec, committed in precisely the same manner as a mafia hit. Even though neither victim appears to have any connections whatsoever with the ‘Sixth Family’ that controls organized crime in the province.

Someone breaks into Gamache family’s pied-à-terre in Montreal while he and his wife are at their home in Three Pines. But absolutely nothing appears to have been taken or damaged in the crime.

And last but absolutely not least, especially in Gamache’s mind and memory, a political operative that he crossed early in his career, who attempted to destroy him and his family and very nearly succeeded, calls in the middle of the night to say that she has information he should be interested in. Maybe he should be, but he’s absolutely not considering the source – with expletives.

At least, not until the unrelated incidents start coming together into a pattern that his instincts – if not the actual evidence before him –  tells him is the tip of a terrible iceberg. A pattern that tells him that there is something very, very rotten indeed in the Province de Québec, a pattern that will lead Gamache and his seconds-in-command, Isabelle Lacoste and his son-in-law Jean Guy Beauvoir, to the remotest corners of Québec, back to the scene of the lowest point and most desperate points in the relationships between Gamache and his son-by-birth Daniel as well as his son-by-adoption Beauvoir, and all the way to France, to a secure monastery keeping the secret of one of the world’s most famous recipes – and the potential application of one of the world’s deadliest poisons.

Gamache knows there is an enemy within – probably more than one. He has very few people he can trust absolutely, very little time and no authority with which to demand answers. And no faith that any of his desperate choices are the right ones. But he has to try, no matter the cost to his career or himself.

Because the nightmare he is desperate to prevent is only the beginning if he fails.

Escape Rating A: The Chief Inspector Gamache series, like many long-running series, tells each individual story on two levels. The particular work in hand, in this case, The Grey Wolf, focuses on the case that has been brought to Gamache’s attention at this moment in time, shows his team dealing with the clues and red herrings, figuring out which are which, and eventually solving the case or at least the immediate danger of it.

The other level is the one where things often get very deep, which in many ways goes all the way back to Gamache’s four things that lead to wisdom. As he explains to a group of young police officers in Still Life, “They are four sentences that we learn to say, and mean…I don’t know. I need help. I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

And he lives by those principles – even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts. And most especially when he discovers that he was wrong. Which he does, both in this story and in all the stories that have led him and his team to this point. Because the cop shop aspects of the usual mystery series have become a found family, AND Gamache has a tendency to tilt at big, important windmills that take that family into dangerous places and very fraught political circumstances.

This is one of those cases.

Which is where interesting and frustrating and really, truly frightening things happen in this story. As a criminal investigation, the reader is often caught up in Gamache’s own frustrations as the case is initially so elusive he’s not sure if there are one or several or precisely what it or they might be. Multiple people are playing multiple games, with both the best and worst of intentions, and it’s difficult for the reader to watch Gamache and his team flail around as much as this story forces them to.

It takes a lot of both investigation and speculation to pull this one together.

The frightening part, the part that makes this story a whole lot more fitting for Halloween week than I originally imagined, is the nature and scope of the vast criminal enterprise that Gamache has to stop. Because I don’t want to reveal the big secret, I’m going to do my damndest to talk around it.

The rot at the heart of this case, at first, read like some kind of supervillain shit. I mean that in all seriousness. It takes a situation that is already happening, that is already terrifying, that many people are trying to mitigate if not stop, something utterly real – and then posits that someone in a position of power is planning to deliberately cause an incident of deadly magnitude and then manipulate it to gain yet more power. Not in some wartorn country halfway around the globe, but in the heart of Canada.

And at first my mind went to Lex Luthor and some of his ilk and flew right out of my willing suspension of disbelief. But I kept thinking about it. And came to the unfortunately but truly frightening conclusion that it’s entirely too plausible. Then I started gibbering a bit because it so easily could. Not exactly this way, but threats of this magnitude are already on the horizon and people in power who would create and manipulate those threats are not merely waiting in the wings but believe they are in entirely too many ‘on-deck’ circles.

To make a very long story short, I picked this up because I simply love this series – especially its characters – very, very much indeed. Part of why I continue to read, book after book, is not just that those characters are fascinating, but that their relationships change shape over time. The way they work together is never static, and it often produces the kind of low-key bantering humor that arises in a group that knows each other well and loves each other much – and provides the light moments that this particular entry in the series definitely needed. And I love them all for it, even the crazy poet and her duck. If you’re looking for mysteries that are considerably more, and go infinitely deeper, than merely ‘whodunnit’, Chief Inspector Armand Gamache is a treasure – especially when he takes us on a walk through dark places, as he does in The Grey Wolf.

#BookReview: Passions in Death by J.D. Robb

#BookReview: Passions in Death by J.D. RobbPassions in Death (In Death, #59) by J.D. Robb
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: hardcover, large print, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: futuristic, mystery, romantic suspense, suspense, thriller
Series: In Death #59
Pages: 368
Published by St. Martin's Press on September 3, 2024
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Homicide Detective Eve Dallas hunts a killer who turns a wedding party into a murder scene in the latest novel by the #1 New York Times bestselling author, J.D. Robb.
On a hot August night, Lt. Eve Dallas and her husband, Roarke, speed through the streets of Manhattan to the Down and Dirty club, where a joyful, boisterous pre-wedding girls’ night out has turned into a murder scene. One of the brides lies in a pool of blood, garroted in a private room where she was preparing a surprise for her fiancée—two scrimped and saved-for tickets to Hawaii.
Despite the dozens of people present, useful witnesses are hard to come by. It all brings back some bad memories for Eve. In her uniform days, she’d suffered an assault in the very same room—but she’d been able to fight back and survive. She’d gotten justice. And now she needs to provide some for poor young Erin.
Eve knows that the level of violence and the apparent premeditation involved suggest a volatile mix of hidden, heated passion and ice-cold calculation. This is a crime that can be countered only by hard detective work and relentless dedication—and Eve will not stop until she finds the killer who destroyed this couple’s dreams before the honeymoon even began…

My Review:

The villain in Passions in Death was almost as much of a ‘dooser’ as the villain in the previous book, Random in Death. And that’s unfortunate for this particular entry in the long-running (59 books and counting!) In Death series.

The case in Passions in Death is just a case, just as it was in that previous book. Even if there is a touch of painful nostalgia in it, as the victim, Erin Albright, was murdered at the ‘hen party’ for her and her bride-to-be, in the same club, in fact the very same room, in which Dallas was nearly murdered at her own such party the night before her wedding to Roarke three years previously.

Now Erin is dead, her bride-to-be has a memorial to attend instead of a wedding, and Dallas has to figure out who killed the bright young artist just as her life was about to reach a new pinnacle of happiness.

The problem for Dallas is that, initially at least, all she has is the victim. There are no obvious motives, the usual suspects all have alibis because they were all dancing on stage with each other, drunk and just a bit high on happiness, as the murder took place. Or were they?

All of which means that Dallas will have to dig, and dig hard, into every single one of those supposedly happy partygoers to discover who in Erin and her fiancée Shauna’s tight-knit little tribe wasn’t nearly so happy as they pretended to be.

Someone who was cold and calculating enough to plan what initially appears to be a perfect murder, while still hot-headed and vicious enough to strangle a victim who trusted them up close and personal via a piano wire digging viciously into their neck.

It’s not an easy case, made more difficult by Dallas’ own memories of that room, and of its location at an old and dear friend’s club. But it’s Dallas’ job, and she’s damn good at it – even when the initial leads are as slim as they are in this case.

Escape Rating B-: While this story doesn’t represent a trip to the angst factory for either Dallas or Roarke, it represents a bit of a literal return to the past in the way that the story circles back to a few of the locations of the earliest days of Dallas’ life in New York City.

So the story manages to touch on a bit of nostalgia – without diving into the dark corners of either of their psyches. That they have places that feel nostalgic in the story is a reminder that, although the writing of this series has taken 30 years of the author’s and the reader’s time, it has also encompassed a bit over three years in Dallas’ and Roarke’s lives.

A lot has changed for both of them, and for the found family they have gathered around them, in those three years, more than enough for them to get a bit nostalgic at revisiting earlier scenes, but not nearly as much change as the world outside the series has experienced in three DECADES.

I’ve said in my reviews of many of the books in this series that the cases tend to fall into two categories. Sometimes a case is just a case – and this entry in the series is definitely one of those. Sometimes the case threatens a member of Dallas and Roarke’s extended family or does a deep dive into the dark parts of one or both of their pasts. Those stories get painful, and yet they are often the most compelling of the series.

As long as they don’t happen too close together, because no one does well dredging up that much trauma too often – not even the reader.

And not that the ones that are just cases can’t also be compelling. I’m thinking particularly of Origin in Death as well as the more recent Faithless in Death. But this one just wasn’t, and that’s because the killer was even more of a ‘dooser’ (that’s dick+loser) than the villain in Random in Death.

Come to think of it, their dooserness wasn’t the only thing the two villains had in common. Which doesn’t help the case for the story or the doosers.

There also wasn’t nearly as much news about the fam as I normally find both comforting and amusing in this particular entry in the series. This could also be my own disappointment carrying over to my feelings about the whole thing, as I was REALLY looking forward to reading this and it just wasn’t as compelling or comforting a read as I hoped.

Your reading mileage may certainly vary.

Howsomever, the next book in the series, Bonded in Death, looks fascinating as it looks like a trip to the angst factory, not for Dallas or Roarke, but for Roarke’s father-figure, his majordomo Summerset. Hopefully this new book, coming in February, 2025, will represent a return to form after Passions in Death and Random in Death, which were okay but just not up to the series’ usual high standards.

#AudioBookReview: Close to Death by Anthony Horowitz

#AudioBookReview: Close to Death by Anthony HorowitzClose to Death (Hawthorne & Horowitz, #5) by Anthony Horowitz
Narrator: Rory Kinnear
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: purchased from Audible, supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Hawthorne and Horowitz #5
Pages: 419
Length: 9 hours and 12 minutes
Published by Harper, HarperAudio on April 11, 2024
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In New York Times–bestselling author Anthony Horowitz’s ingenious fifth literary whodunit in the Hawthorne and Horowitz series, Detective Hawthorne is once again called upon to solve an unsolvable case—a gruesome murder in an idyllic gated community in which suspects abound
Riverside Close is a picture-perfect community. The six exclusive and attractive houses are tucked far away from the noise and grime of city life, allowing the residents to enjoy beautiful gardens, pleasant birdsong and tranquility from behind the security of a locked gate.
It is the perfect idyll until the Kentworthy family arrives, with their four giant, gas-guzzling cars, a gaggle of shrieking children and plans for a garish swimming pool in the backyard. Obvious outsiders, the Kentworthys do not belong in Riverside Close, and they quickly offend every last one of their neighbours.
When Giles Kentworthy is found dead on his own doorstep, a crossbow bolt sticking out of his chest, Detective Hawthorne is the only investigator that can be called on to solve the case.
Because how do you solve a murder when everyone is a suspect?

My Review:

There’s an old saying that familiarity breeds contempt. In the case of Giles Kenworthy and the other residents of Riverview Close it seems as if the contempt came pre-installed – at least on his side and well before he actually got to know any of his neighbors. If indeed he ever bothered to try.

Kenworthy seems to be one of those smug, self-involved, ultra-privileged individuals who go through life completely unable to see other people as, well, people. Meaning that he simply doesn’t notice how much the noise and smoke from his backyard barbecues affects the neighbors he can’t be bothered to invite, he doesn’t care that the loud music he plays on his convertible wakes up the entire neighborhood when he comes home in the middle of the night and parks the damn car in the middle of a shared driveway and blocks the neighbors in.

It seems as if Kenworthy’s inconsideration knows no bounds. He’s certainly brought utter disharmony to what was formerly seemed to be a close-knit and completely harmonious little community.

But is being a boor – even to the point of being a total arsehole (it’s arse, they’re English) – enough of a reason to actually murder someone?

That’s the problem that confronted Detective Superintendent Tariq Khan five years ago when he began his investigation of the murder of Giles Kenworthy, in the foyer of his expensive home, with a crossbow bolt through his throat.

And it’s the exact same question confronting Tony Horowitz – along with the ridiculously short deadline his editor has given him for the fifth book in the series following the investigations of former Metropolitan Police Detective Daniel Hawthorne as Tony follows literally behind the man as his bumbling sidekick.

But not this time, not exactly. Because Hawthorne can’t exactly call up an interesting murder to order. So instead of following the detective as he works a case, Tony is stuck with following Hawthorne on a past case through the extensive notes left by Hawthorne’s previous assistant, the considerably less bumbling John Dudley.

Tony is even more curious about the man who preceded him than he is about whodunnit. By this point in his association with Hawthorne he knows that he’s not going to get even close to the solution until Hawthorne leads him there – most likely by the nose at that.

Which leaves Tony doing a bit of snooping on his own – not into Giles Kenworthy’s murder – but into John Dudley’s exit from Daniel Hawthorne’s life. Something that it looks like no one wants him to look into – but that might just lead him back to an entirely different whodunnit.

Escape Rating B+: Hawthorne drives Tony crazy. This series generally drives me crazy. This particular entry drove me so crazy I switched from the audio – which was, as always in this series, and with this narrator, marvelous – to the ebook at the halfway point because I was going nuts trying to figure out anything at all. My luck is no better than Tony’s usually is because the cases Hawthorne ends up investigating are so bizarre AND the man dribbles out clues like a miser drops pennies.

But by that point I was so caught up in the thing that I didn’t thumb to the end to find out whodunnit – I just read faster to get there in one hour instead of five for the audio.

At first, I have to say that I only hung in because of the audio. Because the first section is all set up and it takes more than long enough that the reader is downright grateful when the body finally drops – particularly as the body that drops seems like it couldn’t have belonged to a more deserving fellow.

At that point, the story switches from third person – which just felt WRONG for this series because it is – back to Tony’s first person perspective where he proceeds to hang a lampshade over just how trite and boring that long set up is.

After all, Giles Kenworthy was a seriously deserving murder victim and all of the issues among the residents of Riverview Close – except for the woman suffering from chronic fatigue syndrome and the death of that poor dog – are very much first world problems and rich people’s first world problems at that. Which does lead back to the question of whether the man deserved to be murdered.

(Maybe for the dog, but not the rest. For the rest, maybe some slashed tires, or a thorough egging of both the house AND the open convertible. Or some maybe not-so-petty vandalism. But not murder.)

Normally this series works by following Tony as he follows Hawthorne and bumbles his way through the man’s genius and misanthropy to a solution. This time was a bit different, and I don’t think it entirely worked.

Because Hawthorne is reluctant to have Tony look into this case, parsimonious with clues and information, and doing his damndest to micromanage Tony’s writing process to the point of obstruction, the story is on two tracks.

The first is, obviously, the murder. Which is as twisty as ever and Tony is as lost as always but doggedly pursuing a solution even though he can’t see it because he knows Hawthorne can. At least until that thread of the story goes temporarily – and deliberately – pear-shaped.

But it’s the other track that gave me some pause, because part of the point of the series is that Tony knows little or nothing about Hawthorne and Hawthorne does his best to make sure it stays that way. His mystery is part of, I don’t want to say charm because let’s just say that’s not Hawthorne’s strongest suit, but rather it’s part of the way he works AND what keeps Tony following him. This entry in the series pulled that curtain back a bit in ways that I really hope pay off later because it seemed like some of them belonged more to the author’s James Bond novels than Hawthorne and Horowitz.

In the end, I have to admit that I’m every bit as hooked on this series, as Tony is hooked on following after Hawthorne, sometimes in spite of himself. The books certainly drive me every bit as crazy as Hawthorne does Tony.

Which means that, as differently crazed as this entry was from some of the previous books in the series, I’m still riveted – sometimes in spite of myself. So I’ll be back for the next – whenever either Hawthorne manages to run across a conveniently timed twisted murder – or Tony gets faced with an urgent deadline for book six!

#AudioBookReview: No One Goes Alone by Erik Larson

#AudioBookReview: No One Goes Alone by Erik LarsonNo One Goes Alone by Erik Larson
Narrator: Julian Rhind-Tutt
Format: audiobook
Source: supplied by publisher via Libro.fm
Formats available: audiobook
Genres: horror, mystery, paranormal, suspense
Length: 7 hours and 35 minutes
Published by Random House Audio Publishing Group on September 28, 2021
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From New York Times best-selling author Erik Larson comes his first venture into fiction, an otherworldly tale of intrigue and the impossible that marshals his trademark approach to nonfiction to create something new: a ghost story thoroughly grounded in history.
Pioneering psychologist William James leads an expedition to a remote isle in search of answers after a family inexplicably vanishes. Was the cause rooted in the physical world...or were there forces more paranormal and sinister at work? Available only on audio, because as Larson says, ghost stories are best told aloud.
A group of researchers sets sail for the Isle of Dorn in the North Atlantic in 1905 to explore the cause of several mysterious disappearances, most notably a family of four who vanished without a trace after a week-long holiday on the island. Led by Professor James, a prominent member of the Society for Psychical Research, they begin to explore the island’s sole cottage and surrounding landscape in search of a logical explanation.
The idyllic setting belies an undercurrent of danger and treachery, with raging storms and unnerving discoveries adding to the sense of menace. As increasingly unexplainable events unfold, the now-stranded investigators are unsure whether they can trust their own eyes, their instincts, one another - or even themselves.
Erik Larson has written a terrifying tale of suspense, underpinned with actual people and events. Created specifically to entertain audio listeners, this eerie blend of the ghostly and the real will keep listeners captivated till the blood-chilling end.
Featuring Erik Larson reading his Notes for a Narrator.

My Review:

This is a ghost story. Actually, it’s not, because there’s no ghost. No one has ever reported seeing an actual ghost on spooky, creepy, isolated Dorn Island. Oodles of disappearances and other strange phenomena have been recorded, but there has been a singular lack of actual ghosties in a place that even the Society for Psychical Research has flagged as being haunted.

Maybe it’s the humans who occasionally visit who bring the hauntings with them. After all, they certainly bring enough emotional baggage along to conceal any number of ghosts.

That learned society, however, isn’t interested in mere speculation – although they certainly have plenty of that documented in their archives. The Society is looking for proof, for scientific evidence obtained by scientific methods, that will either prove beyond most shadows of doubt that psychic phenomena – including ghosts – are real, or that they are unequivocally not.

A party of researchers, led by pioneering psychologist William James, embarked for the tiny Island of Dorn off the coast of England in 1905. The reader, or in this case listener, follows along in their wake through the eyes of Julian Frost, an up-and-coming engineer in the British Post Office for his expertise with the new wireless telegraphy pioneered by Guglielmo Marconi. The party and the Society entertain some hopes that the sensitive apparatus that pulls telegraph signals from thin air might also manage to record psychic emanations the same way.

As we listen to Frost reading his diary long after the events chronicled within have come to their eerie, deadly, fever dream of a conclusion, we’re right there with this eccentric and increasingly fractious group of confirmed skeptics, reluctant believers, and as it turns out, unwitting experimental subjects and eventual signers of the Official Secrets Act regarding the tale that Frost is telling us much, much later – even though he knows he shouldn’t be revealing anything at all.

Whether this story tells a truth still behind lock and key, or is merely the fevered imaginings of a young man thwarted in love by not one but two beautiful women while the rest of the company looks on and laughs at his frequent humiliation is a question that will haunt the reader long after Frost’s furtive account has come to its surprising end.

Escape Rating B: I need to get this part out of the way because it’s the thing that drove me utterly BANANAS while I was listening to this story. No One Goes Alone was an audio original when it was published three years ago, because the author believes that ghost stories are best when told rather than read. YMMV may vary on that.

Howsomever, it’s been three years. I confess that I fully expected that at some point in those intervening years a text would have been published. My expectation was in error. There is no text. Still. Hence the bananas.

When I began the story, I was sucked right in and couldn’t wait to find out not just whodunnit but how and why it was done. The dramatic tension began on a very low simmer but kept building bit by bit as the water got hotter – so to speak – and an entire, literal rain of frogs started to overheat.

BUUUUT, there’s no text. So I couldn’t just read it quickly – it’s not that long even in audio – and I absolutely could not thumb to the end to get my curiosity assuaged. I got VERY frustrated with the whole thing but I HAD to know. (Now that I do know, I know that if I had flipped to the end it wouldn’t have made sense – but even that would have been informative in its way.)

Which doesn’t mean that I had to enjoy every scrap of that journey towards that knowing.

The story of No One Goes Alone is a very slow-building story, both because of the ponderousness of the early 20th century manners of polite speech and because it’s a story mostly told rather than shown, possibly because of the nature of the way it is told, through the reading of a diary rather than as it is happening before the diary writer’s eyes.

Also, while the narrator did a good job mimicking those slow speech patterns and differentiating between the members of this mixed party, American and British, male and female, young and middle-aged, the narration itself was a bit ponderous. To the point where, even though I normally listen to audiobooks specifically FOR the voice acting, this was a rare audiobook that worked better at 1.1x speed.

At first, the story had a bit of the flavor of Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None, even though the cast of characters didn’t have anything like the right mix of seething resentments and hatreds to make that plot work without an outside force.

When the penny finally dropped, I realized what this story reminded me of very much was the Ishmael Jones series by Simon R. Green – hence yesterday’s review. Obviously not in the tone of the characters, as Green’s snark would not have played well or fit AT ALL coming from Julian Frost’s pen, but rather in the way that the story worked and the way that the ending came out of a deep left field that subverts the haunted house genre, pulls in elements that are totally unexpected, and does its damndest to make the story part of something bigger, more horrific and considerably more complicated all the way around.

In the Ishmael Jones series, that sharp turn into the even weirder works because the premise of the entire series comes out of that weird – that Jones is an alien masquerading as human and therefore has some superhuman talents and outside of the box enemies.

In No One Goes Alone, this claustrophobic haunted house story is connected instead to a greater, but more amorphous and less defined evil in a way that I’m not sure worked – at least not for this reader – leaving the conclusion to the story plenty chilling but not nearly as cathartic or as much of a resolution as I expected.

Your reading mileage, of course, may vary.

#AudioBookReview: The Mystery Writer by Sulari Gentill

#AudioBookReview: The Mystery Writer by Sulari GentillThe Mystery Writer by Sulari Gentill
Narrator: Katherine Littrell
Format: audiobook, eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via NetGalley
Formats available: hardcover, paperback, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Pages: 400
Length: 10 hrs 52 mins
Published by Dreamscape Media, Poisoned Pen Press on March 19, 2024
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There's nothing easier to dismiss than a conspiracy theory―until it turns out to be true.
When Theodosia Benton abandons her career path as an attorney and shows up on her brother's doorstep with two suitcases and an unfinished novel, she expects to face a few challenges. Will her brother support her ambition or send her back to finish her degree? What will her parents say when they learn of her decision? Does she even have what it takes to be a successful writer? What Theo never expects is to be drawn into a hidden literary world in which identity is something that can be lost and remade for the sake of an audience.
When her mentor, a highly successful author, is brutally murdered, Theo wants the killer to be found and justice to be served. Then the police begin looking at her brother, Gus, as their prime suspect, and Theo does the unthinkable in order to protect him. But the writer has left a trail, a thread out of the labyrinth in the form of a story. Gus finds that thread and follows it, and in his attempt to save his sister he inadvertently threatens the foundations of the labyrinth itself. To protect the carefully constructed narrative, Theo Benton, and everyone looking for her, will have to die. 
USA Today bestselling author Sulari Gentill takes readers on a rollercoaster ride in The Mystery Writer, a literary thriller that turns the world of books and authors upside down and where a writer's voice is a thing to be controlled and weaponized, to the peril of everyone who loves a good story.

My Review:

The mystery – and the mystery writer herself – both kick off when a bedraggled, desperate Theodosia Benton knocks on her big brother’s door. Theo is uncertain of her welcome, but when her flight from Canberra fetches her up in Lawrence Kansas, she’s hoping against hope that the one person who has never failed her will rescue her one more time. Even if she and Gus haven’t seen each other in years.

Her hope in her brother is not misplaced. But her arrival pushes a small stone down a long, steep hill that gathers more than enough moss, snow and really big rocks to crush the lives that they are trying to build. And sweeps entirely too many people around them into its destructive path.

Depositing Theo – along with poor Gus and his ginormous dog Horse  – and the heart of the deepest and darkest conspiracy theory that neither of them could have possibly seen coming. Not even their best friend’s family of obsessive, true believing conspiracy nuts.

Escape Rating B-: I picked this up because I LOVED the author’s previous book, The Woman in the Library, and was hoping for more of the same. That isn’t what I got – emphasis on the “I” because I think that the reasons this book didn’t work for me until the very end were a “me” thing that may not be a “you” thing. Before I explain, let me state for the record that the dog is a VERY GOOD BOY and he’s doing FINE at the end of the story.

Even though I loved Horse nearly as much as Theo did, this book drove me bonkers. I was listening to it and it turned into a rage listen, but as much as the whole thing frustrated me no end, I couldn’t stop even though I couldn’t stand another minute. So I switched to text just to find out who done what and how and why a whole lot faster.

The audio was fine, and the narrator did a terrific job of dealing with Gus’ deliberately strong Aussie accent and Theo’s less pronounced one among all their American friends and neighbors. It was the story itself that was making me crazy, to the point where I tried thumbing to the end of the book just so I would know – but it didn’t make sense because things get very, very twisty at the end.

However, that twistiness did manage to redeem a great deal of my frustration, because the macguffin that powers this whole twisted mess that Theo has been dropped into was definitely a WOW to the point where it’s entirely too easy to fall down the rabbit hole of it being real. Really plausible anyway, in spite of itself. Or myself. Or both.

But it definitely middled in a place where it seemed obvious to this reader that there was a malign agency of some kind behind the way that Theo’s life goes so far down the road to hell in that handcart so fast. (Like Wednesday’s audiobook, people just aren’t THAT unlucky unless someone really is out to get them.) So I had a pretty good guess fairly on who was doing the dirty deeds – I just didn’t have the whys, the hows or the wherefores.

Which also frustrated me because I thought that at least one of the main characters, probably not Theo herself but either her older brother Gus or his friend Mac.

And that’s the point where I worked out that the part of the story that was not working out for this reader was that the entire house of cards relies on the protagonist’s innocence and naivete in order to work at all. And since the story is told from her perspective we get a lot of that naivete to the point where I just wanted to shake some sense into her. It’s not that she’s too stupid to live, it’s that she’s young and has led a rather peculiarly sheltered life in the remoter parts of an entirely different country.

Gus or Mac should have had a better perspective on just how high the terrible coincidences were piling up, and just how unlikely that was, as they are both a decade older than Theo and have, particularly in Mac’s case, considerably more knowledge of the way the world really does and doesn’t work. But the way the story works means that they are dealing with most of the events through what Theo tells them, and her naivete bleeds all over everything.

Plus, they are both trying really, really hard to protect her – even from her frequently misguided self.

In the end, I think the whole story and the way that it works can be summed up by the tagline that the most prominent group of conspiracy aficionados uses in their messaging, “We know what we know.”

The full quote, from Nicolaus Copernicus, feels like it’s a key to understanding the conspiracy theorists in the book as well as the book itself and how it hides its real mystery in plain sight.

“To know that we know what we know, and to know that we do not know what we do not know, that is true knowledge.” Clinging to what they know, the conspiracy theorists have no clue about all the many, many things they don’t know. Neither does Theo. And neither, as the book takes us on a not-so-magical mystery tour of the way that Theo’s, Gus’ and Mac’s lives go so very, very wrong, does the reader – at least not until the bitterly climactic end.

#BookReview: Village in the Dark by Iris Yamashita

#BookReview: Village in the Dark by Iris YamashitaVillage in the Dark (Cara Kennedy, #2) by Iris Yamashita
Format: eARC
Source: supplied by publisher via Edelweiss
Formats available: hardcover, ebook, audiobook
Genres: mystery, suspense, thriller
Series: Cara Kennedy #2
Pages: 288
Published by Berkley on February 13, 2024
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Detective Cara Kennedy thought she’d lost her husband and son in an accident, but harrowing evidence has emerged that points to murder--and she will stop at nothing to find the truth in this riveting mystery from the author of City Under One Roof.
On a frigid February day, Anchorage Detective Cara Kennedy stands by the graves of her husband and son, watching as their caskets are raised from the earth. It feels sacrilegious, but she has no choice. Aaron and Dylan disappeared on a hike a year ago, their bones eventually found and buried. But shocking clues have emerged that foul play was involved, potentially connecting them to a string of other deaths and disappearances.  Somehow tied to the mystery is Mia Upash, who grew up in an isolated village called Unity, a community of women and children in hiding from abusive men. Mia never imagined the trouble she would find herself in when she left home to live in Man’s World. Although she remains haunted by the tragedy of what happened to the man and the boy in the woods, she has her own reasons for keeping quiet. Aided by police officer Joe Barkowski and other residents of Point Mettier, Cara’s investigation will lead them on a dangerous path that puts their lives and the lives of everyone around them in mortal jeopardy.

My Review:

Just as once-and-future Anchorage PD Detective Cara Kennedy wrapped up the murder cases at Point Mettier in City Under One Roof, a monkey wrench was thrown into the case nearest and dearest to her heart. Cara has been, honestly not surprisingly, unwilling to let the case of her husband’s and her son’s deaths go, to the point where the Anchorage PD’s psych evaluation put her out on disability.

Not a good place for a detective with nothing to do but dwell on the ‘might have beens’ to be. Particularly not when a picture of her late husband, her dead son, and herself, taken just before the ill-fated trip that left her a widow, was found on the cell phone of one of the gang members responsible for the deaths in Point Mettier in that first adventure.

Making Cara in this second mystery the equivalent of a dog with a very large bone to chew on. A bone that is made just that much bigger when she has her family’s bodies exhumed and discovers that, whoever they are, and whatever the Anchorage PD told her, the bodies she buried under her husband’s and son’s names were not, in fact, the bodies of her husband and son.

Although it certainly looks like one of those bodies was the victim of murder. Adding yet more questions to the pile of unanswered ones that she already has. And not just questions about who the now unidentified bodies were, and who are the other missing, presumed dead people in that gang member’s cell phone photo roll.

Because if the two bodies she buried weren’t her own loved ones, then where the hell are her husband and her son? Are they dead by some other misadventure lost in some other remote part of the Alaskan Bush? Or are they alive and in hiding?

Or worse, does her husband have something to do with the long list of missing and presumed dead faces in that photo roll? Cara can’t rest until she finds out the truth – whether it sets her free or gets her killed. Or both, not necessarily in that order.

Escape Rating B: Part of what made City Under One Roof work so well was the claustrophobic nature of its setting. Whittier, like the city modeled after it in the story, really is a city under one roof. That a significant chunk of that first story takes place while Point Mettier is literally cut off from the rest of the world – as really does happen in Whittier – gives the story a kind of ‘locked room’ vibe, complete with time running out as the tunnel will eventually open and the bottled up suspects will have the opportunity to escape.

The story in Village in the Dark spreads itself out in both time and space, as the action shifts from Point Mettier to Mia’s temporary refuge outside Willow to Anchorage and back again. It’s also a bigger story, in that it begins with Cara’s seemingly never-ending quest to find out what really happened – or who really happened – to her husband and son but loops in one of Point Mettier’s more colorful residents, that woman’s search for the events that led to her own son’s death, and then seemingly tacks on one mysterious young woman attempting to hide in plain sight.

It’s a bigger story but it’s a whole lot less tight and taut in the way that City Under One Roof was, and that mysteries are at their best. In other words, I got lost a bit whenever we switched to young Mia’s point of view because she started out WAY out there compared to the central axis of the story. Not that she didn’t finally move to the center of things, but it certainly took a while.

In the end, it’s a story about drugs and money. About corruption and temptation and dirty deeds done dirt cheap in the service of people who will never pay the price for the deeds done in their name – even if that name is a false one hidden behind multiple go-betweens.

But the further the story spread out, the less it hung together until the rapid-fire denouement. And then it was, quite literally, gangbusters.

At the end, the story that brought Cara into this series has been resolved. Whether it will be the jumping off point for more, and less personal and more procedural investigations, is a mystery yet to be solved.

One final note, the subtext in this entry in the series is the ease with which the police dismiss missing persons cases and crimes against women, particularly, in the Alaskan setting, indigenous women. The same horrifying subtext also underlaid the suspense in last year’s The Way of the Bear by Anne Hillerman. Coincidentally, or perhaps a commentary on the pervasiveness of the issue, the book I am currently listening to, Glory Be by Danielle Arceneaux, has an entirely too similar tragedy at its heart, yet again exploring and decrying the ease with which police discount and dismiss crimes against black women in that book’s Louisiana setting.

The pervasiveness of this all too real problem is considerably more chilling than the suspense in ANY mystery.