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McPherson, a master of creepy psychological mysteries (House.Tree.Person, 2017, etc.), shows an utterly different side of...

A Scottish lass comes to California, where murder, mishaps, and misunderstandings ensue.

Leagsaidh “Lexy” Campbell, clinical psychologist, met dentist Branston Lancer at a golf resort in Scotland, followed him to California, married in haste, and is repenting big time. Their vastly different expectations and linguistic misunderstandings might have been overcome if Lexy hadn’t caught Bran in bed with his second ex-wife, leading to a quickie Nevada divorce. Lexy’s about to fly back to Scotland when the police arrive on the Fourth of July and accuse her of helping Visalia Bombaro, her one and only marriage-counseling client, of murdering her husband, whom she calls Cousin Clovis because that’s who he is. Even after 67 years of marriage, the Bombaros had constantly fought. Lexy and Visalia both have alibis of a sort, but the police think they may have been in it together. The highly successful Bombaro fireworks business is in competition with Dolshikov’s Pyrotasia, another big family-owned company into which Clovis’ niece just married. Forced to stay local, Lexy moves into the Lassditch Motel, where she makes several new friends. Her next-door neighbors, doctors Todd and Roger, are living in a highly decorated and upgraded room because Todd’s severe case of cleptoparasitosis has driven them from their home to Lassditch, where the owner and her dirt-averse partner keep everything spotlessly clean. Todd and Roger redecorate Lexy’s room to their standards, cut her hair, buy her proper underwear, and try to help her find the real killer so that Visalia can go off to her Italian dream retreat and Lexy to Scotland. Meanwhile, Lexy’s friends are under attack by someone who leaves all manner of rare and disgusting bugs in their bathrooms. Plenty of plausible motives for Clovis’ murder force the unlikely sleuths to use everything at their disposal to come up with the killer.

McPherson, a master of creepy psychological mysteries (House.Tree.Person, 2017, etc.), shows an utterly different side of herself in this zany series kickoff.

Pub Date: April 8, 2018

ISBN: 978-0-7387-5386-7

Page Count: 288

Publisher: Midnight Ink/Llewellyn

Review Posted Online: Jan. 22, 2018

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2018

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Forget about solving all these crimes; the signal triumph here is (spoiler) the heroine’s survival.

Another sweltering month in Charlotte, another boatload of mysteries past and present for overworked, overstressed forensic anthropologist Temperance Brennan.

A week after the night she chases but fails to catch a mysterious trespasser outside her town house, some unknown party texts Tempe four images of a corpse that looks as if it’s been chewed by wild hogs, because it has been. Showboat Medical Examiner Margot Heavner makes it clear that, breaking with her department’s earlier practice (The Bone Collection, 2016, etc.), she has no intention of calling in Tempe as a consultant and promptly identifies the faceless body herself as that of a young Asian man. Nettled by several errors in Heavner’s analysis, and even more by her willingness to share the gory details at a press conference, Tempe launches her own investigation, which is not so much off the books as against the books. Heavner isn’t exactly mollified when Tempe, aided by retired police detective Skinny Slidell and a host of experts, puts a name to the dead man. But the hints of other crimes Tempe’s identification uncovers, particularly crimes against children, spur her on to redouble her efforts despite the new M.E.’s splenetic outbursts. Before he died, it seems, Felix Vodyanov was linked to a passenger ferry that sank in 1994, an even earlier U.S. government project to research biological agents that could control human behavior, the hinky spiritual retreat Sparkling Waters, the dark web site DeepUnder, and the disappearances of at least four schoolchildren, two of whom have also turned up dead. And why on earth was Vodyanov carrying Tempe’s own contact information? The mounting evidence of ever more and ever worse skulduggery will pull Tempe deeper and deeper down what even she sees as a rabbit hole before she confronts a ringleader implicated in “Drugs. Fraud. Breaking and entering. Arson. Kidnapping. How does attempted murder sound?”

Forget about solving all these crimes; the signal triumph here is (spoiler) the heroine’s survival.

Pub Date: March 17, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-9821-3888-2

Page Count: 352

Publisher: Scribner

Review Posted Online: Dec. 22, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2020

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A suspenseful, professional-grade north country procedural whose heroine, a deft mix of compassion and attitude, would be...

Box takes another break from his highly successful Joe Pickett series (Stone Cold, 2014, etc.) for a stand-alone about a police detective, a developmentally delayed boy, and a package everyone in North Dakota wants to grab.

Cassandra Dewell can’t leave Montana’s Lewis and Clark County fast enough for her new job as chief investigator for Jon Kirkbride, sheriff of Bakken County. She leaves behind no memories worth keeping: her husband is dead, her boss has made no bones about disliking her, and she’s looking forward to new responsibilities and the higher salary underwritten by North Dakota’s sudden oil boom. But Bakken County has its own issues. For one thing, it’s cold—a whole lot colder than the coldest weather Cassie’s ever imagined. For another, the job she turns out to have been hired for—leading an investigation her new boss doesn’t feel he can entrust to his own force—makes her queasy. The biggest problem, though, is one she doesn’t know about until it slaps her in the face. A fatal car accident that was anything but accidental has jarred loose a stash of methamphetamines and cash that’s become the center of a battle between the Sons of Freedom, Bakken County’s traditional drug sellers, and MS-13, the Salvadorian upstarts who are muscling in on their territory. It’s a setup that leaves scant room for law enforcement officers or for Kyle Westergaard, the 12-year-old paperboy damaged since birth by fetal alcohol syndrome, who’s walked away from the wreck with a prize all too many people would kill for.

A suspenseful, professional-grade north country procedural whose heroine, a deft mix of compassion and attitude, would be welcome to return and tie up the gaping loose end Box leaves. The unrelenting cold makes this the perfect beach read.

Pub Date: July 28, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-312-58321-7

Page Count: 272

Publisher: Minotaur

Review Posted Online: April 21, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 15, 2015

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