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THE FOURTH MONKEY

Wipe away all the blood and you’re left with a dull, unsurprising serial killer tale.

The death of an elusive serial killer, who may have snatched one last victim before he died, sends Chicago cops on a mad dash to uncover his identity and unravel his bizarre crimes.

Chasing a killer for five years is a grind, especially one as wily as the self-proclaimed Four Monkey Killer, who, in a tired twist on the vigilante theme, chooses his (young, female) victims based on the sins of their family members. For Chicago homicide detective Sam Porter, the case is nearly as consuming as the personal issues that eat away at him as predictably as Barker’s (Forsaken, 2014) other telegraphed plot developments. When a man steps in front of a city bus, it seems like suicide until his personal effects are examined and it’s discovered that he’s carrying a box addressed to Arthur Talbot containing a human ear, later identified as belonging to Talbot’s daughter, Emory. That’s Four Monkey’s calling card: first the ear (hear no evil), then the eyes (see no evil), then the tongue (speak no evil), and finally the corpse (do no evil). Except it seems like the killer’s own corpse is now in a body bag. Porter also finds a diary on the body—which Barker heavily excerpts and which readers might wish could be excised like the killer excises body parts—that chronicles Four Monkey’s unusually gory upbringing. Along with his partner, a motley assortment of cookie-cutter cops, and a CSI expert named Watson, whose ability to rattle off facts rivals the supercomputer, Porter races to find Emory, growing increasingly unsure if Four Monkey is really dead.

Wipe away all the blood and you’re left with a dull, unsurprising serial killer tale.

Pub Date: June 27, 2017

ISBN: 978-0-544-96884-4

Page Count: 416

Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Review Posted Online: April 3, 2017

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15, 2017

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RECURSION

An exciting, thought-provoking mind-bender.

In Crouch’s sci-fi–driven thriller, a machine designed to help people relive their memories creates apocalyptic consequences.

In 2018, NYPD Detective Barry Sutton unsuccessfully tries to talk Ann Voss Peters off the edge of the Poe Building. She claims to have False Memory Syndrome, a bewildering condition that seems to be spreading. People like Ann have detailed false memories of other lives lived, including marriages and children, but in “shades of gray, like film noir stills.” For some, like Ann, an overwhelming sense of loss leads to suicide. Barry knows loss: Eleven years ago, his 15-year-old daughter, Meghan, was killed by a hit-and-run driver. Details from Ann’s story lead him to dig deeper, and his investigation leads him to a mysterious place called Hotel Memory, where he makes a life-altering discovery. In 2007, a ridiculously wealthy philanthropist and inventor named Marcus Slade offers neuroscientist Helena Smith the chance of a lifetime and an unlimited budget to build a machine that allows people to relive their memories. He says he wants to “change the world.” Helena hopes that her mother, who suffers from Alzheimer’s, will benefit from her passion project. The opportunity for unfettered research is too tempting to turn down. However, when Slade takes the research in a controversial direction, Helena may have to destroy her dream to save the world. Returning to a few of the themes he explored in Dark Matter (2016), Crouch delivers a bullet-fast narrative and raises the stakes to a fever pitch. A poignant love story is woven in with much food for thought on grief and the nature of memories and how they shape us, rounding out this twisty and terrifying thrill ride.

An exciting, thought-provoking mind-bender.

Pub Date: June 11, 2019

ISBN: 978-1-5247-5978-0

Page Count: 336

Publisher: Crown

Review Posted Online: March 17, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2019

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THE WHISTLER

Yes, it’s formula. Yes, it’s not as gritty an exercise in swamp mayhem as Hiaasen, Buchanan, or Crews might turn in. But,...

“I started dreaming of getting rich, which, in Florida anyway, can lead to serious trouble”: another blockbuster in the making from Grisham (Rogue Lawyer, 2015, etc.), the ascended master of the legal procedural.

If justice is blind, it is also served, in theory, by incorruptible servants. Emphasize “in theory,” for as Grisham’s latest opens, judicial investigator Lacy Stoltz is confronted with the unpleasant possibility that a highly regarded judge may be on the take. The charge comes, discreetly, from a former lawyer–turned-jailbird-turned-lawyer again, who spins out a seemingly improbable tale of racketeering that weds the best elements of Gulf Coast society with the worst, from the brilliant legal minds of Tallahassee to some very unpleasant lads once styled as the Catfish Mafia, now reborn in an alt-version, the Coast Mafia. Lacy’s brief is to find out just how rotten the rotten judge is—and the answer is plenty. Naturally, this knowledge is not acquired without cost; the body count rises, bad things happen to good people, and for a time, at least, the villains get away with murder and more. Grisham has never been strong on characterization: Lacy, we learn, is content to be single, “to live alone, to sleep in the center of the bed, to clean up only after herself,” and so forth, but beyond that the reader doesn’t get much sense of what drives her to put herself in the way of flying bullets and sneering counsel: “His associate was Ian Archer, an unsmiling sort who refused to shake hands with anyone and reeked of surliness.” In laid-back Florida? Indeed, and in Grisham’s busy hands, a lot of players come and go, some fated to sleep with the manatees.

Yes, it’s formula. Yes, it’s not as gritty an exercise in swamp mayhem as Hiaasen, Buchanan, or Crews might turn in. But, like eating a junk burger, even though you probably shouldn’t, it’s plenty satisfying.

Pub Date: Oct. 25, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-385-54119-0

Page Count: 384

Publisher: Doubleday

Review Posted Online: Oct. 18, 2016

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 2016

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