Joanna Trollope with a bit of blood.


Extramarital indulgence with a long-lost flame makes just pots and pots of trouble for an otherwise blameless British businessman.

It just couldn’t be more troubling, really. Here’s poor Hugh Wellesley, soldiering away, trying to keep the family glassworks from falling into the hands of a heartless corporation with plans to close the scrappy, hardworking company that Wellesley’s dad set up and send its loyal workers out into the cold post-Thatcher world. Then, just as Hugh’s almost got the financing scraped together from bloodsucking investors for a buyout, the corpse of Sylvie, a half-French nymphet who bewitched him years before and then bewitched him again just a few months ago, has washed up in the river Dart, stabbed and wrapped in polythene. What could have possessed Hugh to let himself be distracted by that dishy but drug-riddled Gallic siren? Well, of course, Hugh blames himself for spending far too much time and energy on the business, leaving him weakened and vulnerable, but he can’t help also blaming his wife Ginny just a bit. Asthmatic, hyperorganized, far too interested in the shallow world of charity events and lesser nobles, absorbed in the endless upkeep of the country house and the city house and the house in Provence, spending zillions faster than Hugh can make it, Ginny is just not doing her part in this time of crisis. Too bad they couldn’t have led the happy life of Hugh’s brother David, a small-town GP whose frumpy wife Mary seems so very supportive. And now here come the Exeter police to drag Hugh away from those important banking meetings just at the worst possible time. Is David a suspect? Alas, not a very successful sneak, he had been seen puddling about on the family yacht with Sylvie, and he can’t account for all the time around her murder. But neither can the possibly psychotic Ginny. There will be mild surprises in this curiously dated thriller from the author of Deceit (2001).

Joanna Trollope with a bit of blood.

Pub Date: June 1, 2001

ISBN: 1-56947-290-4

Page Count: 384

Publisher: Soho

Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2002

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After a flight in fantasy with When the Wind Blows (1998), Patterson goes to ground with another slash-and-squirm psychokiller page-turner, this one dedicated to “the millions of Alex Cross readers, who so frequently ask, can’t you write faster?” By day, Geoffrey Shafer is a charming, 42-year-old British Embassy paper-pusher with a picture-perfect family and a shady past as an MI-6 secret agent. Come sundown, he swallows a pharmacy of psychoactive pills, gulps three black coffees loaded with sugar, and roams the streets of Washington, D.C., in a battered cab, where, disguised as a black man, he rolls dice to determine which among his black female fares he—ll murder. Afterwards he dumps his naked victims in crime-infested back alleys of black- slum neighborhoods, then sends e-mails boasting of his accomplishments to three other former MI-6 agents involved in a hellish Internet role-playing game. “I sensed I was at the start of another homicide mess,” sighs forensic-psychologist turned homicide-detective Alex Cross. Cross yearns to catch the “Jane Doe murderer” but is thwarted by Det. Chief George Pittman, who assigns sexy Det. Patsy Hampton to investigate Cross and come up with a reason for dismissing him. Meanwhile, Cross’s fiancÇe is kidnaped during a Bermuda vacation, and an anonymous e-mail warns him to back off. He doesn’t, of course, and just when it appears that Patterson is sleep-walking through his story, Cross nabs Shafer minutes after Shafer kills Det. Hampton. During the subsequent high-visibility trail, Shafer manages to make the jury believe that he’s innocent and that Cross was trying to frame him. When all seems lost, a sympathetic British intelligence chief offers to help Cross bring down Shafer, and the other homicidal game-players, during a showdown on the breezy beaches of Jamaica. Kinky mayhem, a cartoonish villain, regular glimpses of the kindly Cross caring for his loved ones, and an ending that spells a sequel: Patterson’s fans couldn’t ask for more.

Pub Date: Oct. 19, 1999

ISBN: 0-316-69328-6

Page Count: 432

Publisher: Little, Brown

Review Posted Online: May 20, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 1999

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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. 23, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2020

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