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The Finders by Jeffrey B. Burton: A Serial Killer Hunt Goes to the Dogs

The Finders

The Finders

by Jeffrey B. Burton
Series: Mace Reid K-9 Mystery Volume 1

eARC, 288 pg.
St. Martin’s Press, 2020

Read: June 12-15, 220
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One of the worst things about the way this Spring got away from me is that I’ve been unable to get to this book until now—from the synopsis, this was so far up my alley that it might as well have been titled The Finders: Meet HC’s New Favorite Series. But the important this is that I got to it now, and that subtitle would’ve been pretty much correct. I can’t imagine there’ll be a new series this year that’ll top this for me.

I’ve kind of tipped my hand there, haven’t I? It’s a good thing I don’t pretend to write suspense, eh? Still, having established what I think about it—what about you—is this something you should read? Probably, yeah.

It’s called the “Mace Reid K-9 Investigations” series, and the novel pretty much starts with the K-9 part, so I will, too. We meet a golden retriever puppy on one of the worst days imaginable for a young dog (or person). She’s soon adopted by Mason Reid (call him Mace) a dog trainer who has a few Human Remains Detection dogs, in need of one more. This pup takes to HRD in a way that surprises Mace, she’s more than a natural. I absolutely adore this dog. Mace does, too. He’s in a pretty bad place when he meets this girl, and she’s just what he needs to get out of it.

The other members of this pack would probably be as endearing if we’d got enough time with them—I’m going to leave their names out because Mace’s names are so fun that you’d best read them (and the reasoning behind them) for yourself, I don’t want to take that from you. There’s a German Shepherd (Mace’s descriptions of him are wonderful) and two trouble-making Collies.

There is a section where Mace describes the process that the dog goes through when scenting—probably not as technically correct as what Cat Warren gave in her book (adult or young reader’s version*)—but as gripping (if not more so) and entertaining—and it really gives you an idea what’s going on (as best as we can understand) during that process. Burton could’ve given us two or three more passages along those lines in this book and I wouldn’t have complained at all.

* Either or both of which I recommend to anyone interested in this novel.

So, yeah, Mace is our narrator, he’s got a great voice. You pretty much feel like he’s a close friend telling you a story right away, and sitting around watching his dogs play while drinking cheap beer and eating pizza (preferably non-Hawaiian) sounds like a great way to spend an evening. He’s funny, self-deprecating, smart, and driven (especially when the health and well-being of one of his “kids” is on the line). If I wasn’t talking about an eARC waiting final revisions, this post would be littered with quotations–he is oh so quotable. His affection for his dogs and dogs in general, is right up there with Bernie Little, Andy Carpenter and anyone gutsy enough to try to feed and care for Clifford the Big Red Dog. Even if the plot was blah and the writing uninteresting, I’d have enjoyed meeting Mace (thankfully, that’s not the case)

There are four cops in this book that Mace interacts heavily with—an unusual number, to be sure. Two are uniformed officers and two are detectives. Mace’s relationship with each varies a little bit, but they’re the kind of cops you want to believe fill our police forces. I don’t know if all four of them will return in future volumes—but I’d be happy to see any or all of them again. I’ll hold off on further discussion of them for the future when we get to know them a little bit more (assuming that’s the case)

After Mace and his retriever find the remains of a serial killer’s latest victim, something goes very wrong. This compels him to take a more active role in the hunt for the killer. Between his dogs, desperation, and a healthy portion of beginner’s luck, he has remarkable success at that. Which ends up putting a target on his back—creating a need for more luck, his dogs, some more desperation, and the help of his police acquaintances/friends.

The plot moves pretty quickly—there’s a time or two that your credulity might get stretched a bit further than you’d like. But if you roll with it, Burton’ll reward you. The book moves quickly—even more than I realized a few times. Which isn’t to say that anything feels rushed, it doesn’t, you’re on a roller coaster that starts quickly and doesn’t let up. There were a couple of reveals that I didn’t see coming, some plot twists I wouldn’t have expected—in retrospect, I felt I probably should have seen it all, if I wanted to do something silly like stop reading the book to analyze and predict what’s coming rather than just buckle in and read it.

So here’s the thing about serial killers in fiction—I’m pretty much over them. I think I’ve been over-exposed to them, and by and large, I don’t react positively to them. That’s not to say I can’t enjoy a Serial Killer novel if the plot is well done, the other characters are well executed, and so on—but I’m almost always apathetic about the killer himself/herself anymore. But this one? Initially, it seemed like this was going to be one of those books that I liked despite the killer. However, by a little after the mid-way point, the killer had won me over and had got me interested. I can’t explain why without ruining the whole thing for you, so I won’t. But color this jaded reader interested.

It’s possible that I’m rating this a little higher than it deserves. If I was being entirely objective, I’d probably take off a half or maybe a full star from my rating. But this isn’t an objective piece, or an objective rating—this is about how much I enjoyed this, how it appealed to me, entertained me and made me want to read on. For that, it scored really high for me.

A strong and fun central character, a collection of interesting police officers, a compelling serial killer, a well-paced plot, and four wonderful dogs. I can’t think of anything else this book could deliver for me. I when I wasn’t on the edge of my seat, flipping the pages as quickly as I could, I was reading as slowly as possible so I could relish the scenes with Mace and his dogs doing their thing. Now that Burton has established Mace’s world and characters, I can’t wait to see him explore it some and build on this really strong foundation.

Highly recommended. I won’t pretend to assure you that you’ll enjoy it as much as me, but I can’t imagine anyone not liking this book.

Disclaimer: I received this eARC from St. Martin’s Press via NetGalley in exchange for this post—thanks to both for this. As always, my opinions remain my own.


4 1/2 Stars

20 Books of Summer

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The Friday 56 for 6/19/20

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How the Wired Weep

How the Wired Weep by Ian Patrick

He turns back as Sienna comes over with more drinks and some food. ‘Here, eat this,’ she says. Ben looks at the house burger and fries. His pupils widen. He’s unsure at first.

I know he’s thinking this is all some psychological ploy to make him talk. In a way it is but it was genuinely presented and both of us hope he’ll eat rather than give up the information. He will tell me. He knows I’m interested. It all sounds good. Not for the potential victim but with any luck the whole thing can be nipped in the bud before the victim gets whacked. We hope.

‘OK…OK…here’s the deal,’ Ben says as he leans across and grabs the plate.

Burn Me Deadly (Audiobook) by Alex Bledsoe, Stefan Rudnicki: LaCrosse’s Good Deed Goes Very Punished

Burn Me Deadly

Burn Me Deadly

by Alex Bledsoe, Stefan Rudnicki (Narrator)
Series: Eddie LaCrosse, #2

Unabridged Audiobook, 8 hrs., 36 min.
Blackstone Audio, 2012

Read: June 1-2, 2020
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One night, riding outside of town on a routine job Eddie LaCrosse comes across a woman in pretty rough shape. She’s naked, bruised, cut and burned—many of the burns look skillfully inflicted, as are all the rest of her injuries. Whoever worked her over knew what he was doing. A damsel in a lot of distress and after a brief conversation, Eddie offers to help her get away from whoever did this and protect her.

Then he’s struck from behind and wakes up as someone’s captive—she’s there, too. Not long after that, he wakes up again, at the bottom of a cliff, barely alive. The damsel didn’t fare that well. Once he’s patched up well enough to move and think, Eddie sets out to find out who she was, who killed her—and nearly him—and get a little revenge.

His search puts him in the way of one of the strongest criminal figures in his neck of the woods (a man that Eddie would’ve been happy never to have crossed paths with) and a government official trying to stop his investigation. Then an old friend of Eddie’s is killed, and that may be related to his case. Which sends him off into several other directions—including a new dragon-worshiping cult that’s somehow tied to the crime boss.

Eddie scoffs at the idea behind this cult—who, in his enlightened age, still believes in dragons? Eddie’s skepticism (that word’s too mild, but I can’t come up with a better one) seems out of place for someone reader know has known both a deity and a man who has lived centuries. Whether or not he’s right to disbelieve, the worshipers seem more than a little out to lunch, and are clearly easily manipulated.

There are a few good fight scenes, some good character growth and development since the last book (noteworthy because Eddie seemed to be dead-set against growth and development at the beginning of that novel). Liz, the courier we met at the very end of the first novel, is still around and is a huge part of Eddie’s life. We get a taste of that, but not as much as I’d have liked (for good reasons, I should add, I’m not saying that Bledsoe wasted her).

I think this might be a better novel than The Sword-Edged Blonde—the story’s a bit tighter, Eddie doesn’t engage in any casual cruelty, the characters are better developed (just a bit). But I don’t like it as much (each of the three or so times I’ve worked through the). There’s a missing je ne sais quoi to this, however, that restrains my enthusiasm. Do I recommend it on its own merits? Yeah. Do I recommend it as a necessary installment in this series? Definitely—read them all.

I’ve only re-read the first two novels up to this point, when I move on to book three in a month or so, it’ll be the first time I revisit it, and I’m really looking forward to that. It’s possibly the best of the series—at the least, I remember it being a step above this.


3.5 Stars

Fair Warning by Michael Connelly: McEvoy’s out to clear his name and catch a twisted killer

Fair Warning

Fair Warning

by Michael Connelly
Series: Jack McEvoy, #3

Kindle Edition, 416 pg.
Little, Brown and Company, 2020

Read: June 5-8, 2020
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Veteran reporter Jack McEvoy is no longer on the crime beat, he’s no longer hunting serial killers or anything of the sort. He’s doing consumer watchdog reporting for a website. One night after work, he’s approached by two LAPD Detectives about a former one-night stand, Christina Portrero, who has been murdered. The detectives take an almost instant disliking to McEvoy and he’s soon a Person of Interest.

I groaned once figured out what was going on initially (it’s in the book blurb, I really should pay more attention to things like that). Series protagonists being suspected of murder almost never works for me. The stakes don’t feel real. But Connelly abandons this fairly quickly, and his being a person of interest really only serves to get McEvoy interested in the case. Because there’s no way he’s going to wait for the police to clear him—he’s going back to his strengths to clear his name, and maybe uncover the truth.

McEvoy quickly discovers a handful of murders throughout the country that seem to match Portrero’s. But the link between them eludes him for a while—and once he begins to get an idea, it’s so outlandish that it seems near-impossible. Teaming up with another reporter at the website, he dives in—defying the police. He also recruits Rachel Waling (now in the private sector) to help build a profile of the killer.

McEvoy isn’t too far into this investigation before he comes alive—he seems content with his work (maybe not the income from it), but it’s not the same as this kind of work. Working with Walling doesn’t hurt his enthusiasm, either.

This would just not have worked as a Bosch or Ballard story, it possibly could’ve worked as a Mickey Haller story—had he been representing someone like McEvoy. But why go to that much trouble when you’ve got Jack in your back pocket for just this time? (also, we’ve already got a Haller novel slated for later this year).

One of the advantages of Connelly having invested so little into the character is that the peril he faces when the killer focuses his attention on McEvoy (or Walling)—there’s a strong sense of peril. I’m not worried about Ballard or Haller (although I can see the appeal of letting Bosch go out in action, rather than retiring), so even when things get threatening, you don’t really worry too much. But McVoy? Come on, the dude’s totally expendable and therefore the danger is real.

The initial set up just left me cold, but by the time that had been resolved and the team was fully into the investigation? I was hooked. Hooked in the “please don’t bother me with anything short of medical emergency” sense. That didn’t stop my family from interrupting me, but it did result in me glaring at them frequently.

This isn’t Connelly at his best—it’s not even the best McEvoy novel. But man, it’s gripping. It’s exciting. I had a great time reading it and am glad Connelly brought McEvoy back (and leaves the door open for more).


3.5 Stars

20 Books of Summer

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BOOK BLITZ: One Fatal Night by Hélene Fermont

I’m pleased to host a Book Blitz for Hélene Fermont’s One Fatal Night today—it looks to be spooky and atmospheric with one of the coolest looking covers I’ve seen this year. More than that, it’s currently discounted! Spooky, atmospheric and cheap—hard to beat that.

Book Details:

Book Title: One Fatal Night by Hélene Fermont
Publisher: West Harbour Books
Release date: May 19, 2020
Format: Ebook/Paperback
Length: 133 pages
Purchase Link:
Amazon UK: Kindle/Paperback
Amazon US: Kindle/Paperback

Book Blurb:

One woman’s quest for revenge unearths a fatal secret from her past.

Astrid Jensen holds one man responsible for her mother’s suicide, and she’ll do whatever’s necessary to get close to Daniel Holst and destroy his life – even if it means sleeping with him to gain his trust. Astrid knows he’s not who he pretends to be. But before she can reveal his dark secret, people from her mother’s past start turning up dead, and it looks like she and Daniel are next. In order to survive, she might have to put her trust in the man she has hated for so long.

Daniel Holst has worked hard to climb into Norway’s most elite and glamorous circles, and he’s not about to let any woman bring him down. But when a psychopathic killer starts murdering people from his shadowy past, he discovers that the only person who might be able to save him is the woman who wants to destroy him.

As Astrid digs deeper into her past, she uncovers secrets long buried and realizes everything she once believed is based on lies. What began as a quest to avenge her mother’s death becomes a desperate struggle for survival and leads to the truth about what happened one fatal night ten years ago—and the surprising mastermind behind the most recent murders.

About the Author:

Hélene FermontHélene is an Anglo-Swedish fiction author currently residing in her home town of Malmo, Sweden, after relocating back from London after 20 years.

Her thrilling character-driven psychological fiction novels are known for their explosive, pacy narrative and storylines.

Hélene is the proud author of four novels – One Fatal Night, Because of You, We Never Said Goodbye and His Guilty Secret.

My thanks to Love Books Group for the invitation to participate in this tour.

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City of Hate by Timothy S. Miller is not a book I should have read, but maybe you should.

City of Hate

City of Hate

by Timothy S. Miller

PDF, 236 pg.
Goliad Media Group, 2020

Read: May 27-30, 2020
Grab a copy from your local indie bookstore!

Usually when a book doesn’t work for me (and frequently when it does), there are problems I can point to—thin characters, bad prose, dull language, plot issues, etc. I don’t particularly enjoy talking about those, but they’re easy enough to write about. I hate talking about books that left me cold and disinterested despite being incredibly well-written.

The publisher’s blurb reads:

Recovering alcoholic, lover of secrets, and quickly approaching middle-age, [Hal] Scott discovered his best friend dead in his downtown Dallas apartment. And all fingers point to Scott as the murderer.

There is a conspiracy under way, and it is tied to a gubernatorial campaign, illicit photographs, and a video that will undermine the election. And more than likely get Hal Scott killed.
The only one Scott can turn to is “Lemon” – the self-proclaimed bastard son of Lee Harvey Oswald. Lemon’s mother owns Conspiracy Books, just blocks away from the old Texas School Book Depository, and she used to dance at the Carousel Club, owned by the notorious Jack Ruby. The FBI, the CIA, and the John Birch Society all want what Lemon has discovered in her mouldering attic. What he found is bigger than them all, and there will be a price to pay for it exposure.

Bank teller Hal Scott seems like an unlikely protagonist in a story of murder, blackmail, and conspiracy theories. Scratch that, he is an unlikely protagonist—I don’t understand why so many characters are drawn to him, rely on him, open up to him, or (the most unlikely) find him to be a threat. But they do. So, you roll with it as he investigates the suicide/murder of a friend and stumbles on to the rest. The resolutions to all the storylines feel incredibly appropriate and fitting—yet I found at least two of them dissatisfying.

Skip this paragraph if you want to avoid spoilers. One of the reasons I don’t see why anyone in Scott’s life would rely on him is that the reader can’t. He’s the worst kind of unreliable narrator—I trust his narration so little that I honestly doubt everything he said. There’s not one word in the blurb above that I can be sure actually ever happened (obviously, I’m speaking in terms of the novel itself, I’m aware that it’s fiction).

I didn’t realize when I read the blurb is that Oswald’s son’s important discovery would’ve been tied to what made his father infamous. That’s on me. I don’t know if I’ve ever been interested in any use of the JFK assassination in fiction—and Miller devoting so much of the novel to it was a major turn-off for me.

I think contemporary noir relies too much on vulgarity, I don’t want to open that can of worms right now, though. I think Miller serves as a prime example of this, and too often comes across as unnecessarily crass. It’s entirely and clearly purposeful. Many writers fall into it out of laziness, I don’t think that’s the case here. I just think it’s wasted effort.

The depictions of addiction—its pull, its effect on the choices (both while using and while clean and sober), the destruction it leaves behind—are the highlight and saving grace of this book. They’re powerful, heart-wrenching, and beautiful (in their own way). There’s an account of suicide that’s so well-written I had to stop reading and simply soak in it for a while after I finished it.

This book comes across as being precisely what the author intended—no mean feat. There’s not a wasted word, not a sentence that doesn’t seem painstakingly crafted. While I can’t recommend this novel, any book that comes across that way isn’t going to get panned by me, either.

There’s a pretty clear theme to my observations—this was not a book written for me. I’m cool with that. It describes most books published, most of which are probably not as well written. There are plenty of people who will feel differently—and should. I hope this book finds its way to their hands.

Disclaimer: I received this eARC from the author via Lori @ TNBBC Publicity in exchange for this post—thanks to both for this, I do appreciate the opportunity (despite what it may read like).

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The Friday 56 for 6/5/20

The Friday 56This is a weekly bloghop hosted by Freda’s Voice

RULES:
The Friday 56 Grab a book, any book.
The Friday 56 Turn to Page 56 or 56% on your ereader. If you have to improvise, that is okay.
The Friday 56 Find a snippet, short and sweet.
The Friday 56 Post it

from 56% of:
Fair Warning

Fair Warning by Michael Connelly

“We actually encrypted a DNA sample with a Trojan-horse virus and sent it in like everybody else does. Once in, the sample was reduced to code and it activated and we were in their mainframe. Complete backdoor access to their data. I’m a second-tier buyer of their DNA. I buy it, isolate the DRD4 carriers we want, and match the serial number that comes on every sample to the flesh-and-blood bitch we then list on the site.”

(I’m a long way from this point, so I’m not sure what it’s about, but it sounds pretty cool.)

20 Books of Summer 2020

20 Books of Summer
One summer.

Three months.

93 Days.

20 books.


Here’s the kickoff post on 746 Books in case you want more details. I’ve seen people do this the last couple of years, and it seemed like fun. I’ll be reading more than 20 books over this period, anyway. I’ve found myself having a hard time staying focused lately when it comes to reading lately–although the WWW Wednesdays have helped a bit. I figure this is the same principle, just expanded over a few weeks rather than the next couple of days. Anyway, here’s my list (subject to change, but I’m going to resist the impulse to tweak as much as I can).

1. The Black Line by John Altson
2. The Last Smile in Sunder City by Luke Arnold
3. Screamcatcher: Dream Chasers by Christy J. Breedlove
4. The Finders by Jeffrey B. Burton
5. Fair Warning by Michael Connelly
6. One Man by Harry Connolly
7. The Curator by M. W. Craven
8. The Ninja Daughter by Tori Eldridge
9. The Rome of Fall by Chad Alan Gibbs
10. American Demon by Kim Harrison
11. A Blight of Blackwings by Kevin Hearne
12. Betty by Tiffany McDaniel
13. Imaginary Numbers by Seanan McGuire
14. Curse the Day by Judith O’Reilly
15. Of Mutts and Men by Spencer Quinn
16. Rather Be the Devil by Ian Rankin
17. Muzzled by David Rosenfelt
18. Bad Turn by Zoë Sharp
19. The Silence by Luca Veste
20. The Border by Don Winslow

20 Books of Summer Chart

The Friday 56 for 5/28/20

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The Friday 56 Turn to Page 56 or 56% on your ereader. If you have to improvise, that is okay.
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The Friday 56 Post it

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The Judas Goat

The Judas Goat by Robert B. Parker

The doctor put a pressure bandage on my, ah, thigh, and gave me some pills for the pain. “You’ll walk funny for a few days,” he said. “After that you should be fine. Though you’ll have an extra dimple in your cheeks now.”

“I’m glad there’s socialized medicine,” I said. “If only there was a vow of silence that went with it.”

Classic Spenser: Promised Land by Robert B. Parker

Classic Spenser

Promised Land

Promised Land

by Robert B. Parker
Series: Spenser, #4

Mass Market Paperback, 218 pg.
Dell Publishing, 1976

Read: April 30, 2020
Grab a copy from your local indie bookstore!

“Whose picture is on a one-hundred dollar bill?” I said.

“Nelson Rockefeller.” [Susan said]

“Wrong.”

“David Rockefeller?”

“Never mind.”

“Laurence Rockefeller?”

“Where would you like to go to lunch?”

“You shouldn’t have shown me the money. I was going to settle for Ugi’s steak and onion subs. Now I’m thinking about Pier 4.”

“Pier 4 it is…Come on, we’ll go back to my place and suit up.”

“When you get a client,” Susan said, “you galvanize into action, don’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am. I move immediately to the nearest restaurant.”

Harv Shepard’s wife walked out on him and he wants Spenser to find her and bring her home. Spenser agrees to the first part of that—he’ll find her, make sure she’s healthy and under no duress, but he won’t force her to come home. Shepard agrees to that, so Spenser starts digging. It takes him practically no time at all to discover that their relationship wasn’t as good as Shepard insists it was (Shepard doesn’t seem to find his wife leaving home to be a big clue)—and that Pam herself might not be as happy or well-adjusted as she let on.

It doesn’t take Spenser that long at all to find Pam and see that she’s okay. She’s not that interested in coming home, and Spenser’s prepared to let it lie like that. But she soon calls Spenser for help—and like the knight errant he is, Spenser obliges. She’s found herself neck-deep in serious legal problems and it’ll take an ingenious plan to get her out of it while not letting criminals get away with anything.

The trickier part of the equation comes from a man called Hawk.* When Spenser first arrives at Shepard’s house,

Shepard appeared from the door past the stairs. With him was a tall black man with a bald head and high cheekbones. He had on a powder blue leisure suite and a pink silk shirt with a big collar. The shirt was unbuttoned to the waist and the chest and stomach that showed were hard and unadorned as ebony. He took a pair of sunglasses from the breast pocket of the jacket and put them on, he stared at me over their rims until very slowly the lenses covered his eyes and he started at me through them.

* Yeah, I couldn’t resist.

As Spenser soon tells Shepard, Hawk’s presence means that he’s got bigger problems than a missing wife. Shepard denies it, but Spenser believes he’s into a loan shark and/or mobster for a pretty large sum and is behind on payments. It won’t be long until Hawk is hurting Shepard—if not more than that—in order to get this money.

Hawk and Spenser go far back—they used to fight on the same heavyweight card and come into frequent contact in their current occupations. Hawk’s a freelancer and is one of the best in Boston. He’s not a good guy, but he has a code. There’s a mutual respect between the two and Spenser is quick to defend Hawk against Shepard’s racial slurs. Hawk as a character deserves more space than I’m giving him at the moment—but that’s all I can do for now. I’ll probably find a way to give him a few paragraphs in the post about the next book.

So not only does Spenser need to get Pam out of her legal mess, he takes on getting Harv out of his illegal mess. He does so through a complicated set-up assisted by a couple of the funniest cops I remember reading about. It’s a shame that neither of these reappear the way that Healy, Belson and Quirk do (although, it’d be hard to take them seriously). It’s hard to explain, you’ll need to read them for yourselves.

Toward the end of the previous book, Mortal Stakes it looked like Spenser is getting more serious about Susan and less serious about his other dating relationship with Brenda Loring—there’s a reference to Brenda early on in this book*, but by the end, Susan and Spenser are as close to married as they’re ever going to get—essentially pledging monogamy without the legal/religious contract. This is huge for the genre at the time—and bigger for the character.

* Unless I’m mistaken, that’s the last reference to Brenda outside of a short story in the series. [Update: She’s mentioned in the next book, so I read the reference about 5 hours after I published this]

While Spenser tries to extricate the Shepards from the trouble they’ve found themselves in—and hopefully provide them with the opportunity to work on their marriage (at least enough to make a calm decision about its fate), Parker uses the Shepards as well as Susan and Spenser to discuss second-wave feminism in a somewhat abstract fashion, but also in concrete terms as it applies to each of these couples. Parker takes the opportunity to opine a bit on isms and how they tend to swallow the individual—where he prefers to consider such topics (this is assuming that Spenser and Parker align on these ideas, but there’s no reason to suspect they don’t). The reader may not agree with them any of the views they read in these pages, but they’re fairly well reasoned.

In Promised Land, we meet Hawk and Susan and Spenser become permanent (for lack of a better term). These two things are the final pieces to come into place as the foundation for the series—they’ll take a more final form in the next book, but we have them all now. Every other book in the series is built on what’s introduced up to this point and finalized in The Judas Goat. For a series that’s lasted 44 years after the publication of this one, that’s quite the accomplishment.

A significant portion of American Detective Fiction since then will be shaped by this, too—people will be reacting against this set-up or putting their series in a similar vein. Personally, I’ll get to the point (eventually) where Susan stops adding anything to the series. But I’ve yet to tire of Hawk. He may be the kind of guy who should spend the rest of his life behind bars, but he’s also the kind of character than you can’t help but love when he shows up on the page. We’ll revisit Hawk (and his contribution to the series) later, but for now, it’s just good to sit back and enjoy him.

You take all the above, mix them together—and you’ve got a true classic. Parker looks at marriage and feminism—and, of course, honor—while his protagonist matches wits with a mobster. Told with Parker’s trademark style and wit. Few things are as good as that—fewer yet are better.


5 Stars

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