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THE MEMORY KEY

Occasionally slow-moving, Fitzgerald’s novel is heavy on both procedure and the convolutions of character.

Fitzgerald presents the fourth installment in a series involving Alec Blume, an American expat (and now Italian citizen) who slowly and methodically tracks down the killer of a young lab assistant and solves the mystery behind a terrorist bombing. 

The novel opens in 1980, when a woman leaves a suitcase full of explosives at a train station in Central Italy, killing everyone within 15 meters of the explosion. While this is obviously an act of political violence, there’s no certainty as to its perpetrator, though some leads point to professor Pitagora, a brilliant man who’s popularized a method of mnemonic memorization but who’s also a fascist—and he flaunts his beliefs proudly. A generation later, two things happen in such close sequence that Blume suspects they’re connected. First, the woman responsible for the train station bombing, Stefania Manfellotto, is hospitalized with brain damage after she’s shot (and after having served 27 years for her earlier crime). The week before she’s shot, she’d had an argument with professor Pitagora, though according to the latter, arguments between the two of them were a regular occurrence. Second, Sofia Fontana, a young woman working as a lab assistant at a health institute, is shot by the same rifle used against Stefania. Although Pitagora proclaims his innocence, his mocking and ironic bantering rubs Blume the wrong way. And, as if working out the intricacies of these murders is not enough, Blume is having trouble on the home front with Caterina, his lover—and fellow police officer. While Blume gets words of wisdom about love and loneliness from his terminally ill mentor, Magistrate Filippo Principe, it turns out Filippo might also be involved in the case Blume is investigating.

Occasionally slow-moving, Fitzgerald’s novel is heavy on both procedure and the convolutions of character.

Pub Date: Aug. 6, 2013

ISBN: 978-1-62040-111-8

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Bloomsbury

Review Posted Online: June 21, 2013

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2013

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LONG RANGE

One protest from an outraged innocent says it all: “This is America. This is Wyoming.”

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Once again, Wyoming game warden Joe Pickett gets mixed up in a killing whose principal suspect is his old friend Nate Romanowski, whose attempts to live off the grid keep breaking down in a series of felony charges.

If Judge Hewitt hadn’t bent over to pick up a spoon that had fallen from his dinner table, the sniper set up nearly a mile from his house in the gated community of the Eagle Mountain Club would have ended his life. As it was, the victim was Sue Hewitt, leaving the judge alive and free to rail and threaten anyone he suspected of the shooting. Incoming Twelve Sleep County Sheriff Brendan Kapelow’s interest in using the case to promote his political ambitions and the judge’s inability to see further than his nose make them the perfect targets for a frame-up of Nate, who just wants to be left alone in the middle of nowhere to train his falcons and help his bride, Liv Brannon, raise their baby, Kestrel. Nor are the sniper, the sheriff, and the judge Nate’s only enemies. Orlando Panfile has been sent to Wyoming by the Sinaloan drug cartel to avenge the deaths of the four assassins whose careers Nate and Joe ended last time out (Wolf Pack, 2019). So it’s up to Joe, with some timely data from his librarian wife, Marybeth, to hire a lawyer for Nate, make sure he doesn’t bust out of jail before his trial, identify the real sniper, who continues to take an active role in the proceedings, and somehow protect him from a killer who regards Nate’s arrest as an unwelcome complication. That’s quite a tall order for someone who can’t shoot straight, who keeps wrecking his state-issued vehicles, and whose appalling mother-in-law, Missy Vankeuren Hand, has returned from her latest European jaunt to suck up all the oxygen in Twelve Sleep County to hustle some illegal drugs for her cancer-stricken sixth husband. But fans of this outstanding series will know better than to place their money against Joe.

One protest from an outraged innocent says it all: “This is America. This is Wyoming.”

Pub Date: March 3, 2020

ISBN: 978-0-525-53823-3

Page Count: 368

Publisher: Putnam

Review Posted Online: Jan. 12, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2020

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FALSE MEMORY

Koontz widens his canvas dramatically while dimming the hard brilliance common to his shorter winners:1995’s taut masterpiece, Intensity, and 1998’s moon-drenched midsummer nightmare, Seize the Night. This time the author takes up mind control, wiring his tale into the brainwashing epics The Manchurian Candidate and last spring’s film The Matrix. The laser-beam brightness of his earlier bestsellers fades, however, as he stuffs each scene with draining chitchat and extra plotting that seldom rings with novelty. Martine “Martie” Rhodes, a video-game designer, has developed a rare mental disorder: autophobia, fear of oneself. Meanwhile, her husband Dusty’s young half-brother, Skeet Caulfield, has decided to jump off the roof of a building the two men are repairing—because Skeet has seen the Angel of the next world, who has revealed that things are pretty wonderful there, and he wants to come on over. Martie’s best friend, real-estate agent Susan Jagger, is newly coping with agoraphobia, fear of the outdoors. What’s more, Susan knows she’s being visited and raped at night by her separated husband, Eric, although all her doors and windows are locked. She can’t remember these rapes, but her panties are stained with semen. So when she sets up a camcorder to record her sleeping hours, she gets a huge surprise after viewing the tape. How these mental and physical events have come about—ditto the psychiatric background of the Keanuphobe millionairess who shows up (yes! she fears Keanu Reeves)—has something to do with the ladies’ psychiatrist, Dr. Mark Ahriman, the son of a famous dead movie director whose eyes the doctor keeps in a bottle of formaldehyde and studies, in hopes of siphoning off Dad’s inspiration. Although the whole story could have been told to better effect in 300 pages, Koontz deftly sidesteps clichÇs of expression while nonetheless applying an air pump to the suspense: an MO that keeps his yearly 17-million book sales afloat.

Pub Date: Dec. 28, 1999

ISBN: 0-553-10666-X

Page Count: 640

Publisher: Bantam

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 1999

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