A protagonist whose nimbleness while facing danger is something to marvel at—and celebrate.
An ex-cop has only a week to track down a missing witness who may have an alibi for a death-row inmate in this thriller.
Born-again Muslim Shahid al-Muhamin is a condemned man, seven days away from the gas chamber for killing his eight-months-pregnant wife. His attorney, Andrea Faber, thinks she can save him on appeal if she finds a witness who was absent from Shahid’s trial. She hires Virgil Roy Proctor to locate Harley Flowers, a suspended cop who claims Shahid was selling him rock cocaine at the time of the fatal stabbing eight years ago. Virgil thinks Shahid’s guilty but takes the job, hoping to steer Andrea clear of the convict’s children, Keisha and Jerrell Franklin. He knew the kids’ aunt and may be behind their currently unknown whereabouts. In the midst of a custody battle with his ex-wife, Catherine, Virgil also needs viable income to prove he can support his 7-year-old son. The case isn’t as easy as it sounds: a man representing a mysterious client offers a hefty paycheck to find Keisha and Jerrell, and before long, Virgil realizes Flowers isn’t missing but deliberately hiding. Dealing with unsavory characters in his search doesn’t quite prepare Virgil for stumbling upon a brutal murder—with more than one victim. Virgil, not a bona fide detective, has all the earmarks of one. He moves from one lead (Flowers’ eccentric reverend brother) to the next and borrows money from Shahid’s legal counsel for payoffs. Sure, he may pull the occasional breaking and entering and pocket any cash he comes across, but he’s not without honor, always considering the children, even the two who aren’t his. Relationships are refreshingly atypical, especially one involving Candy Quirke, who avoids her cheating, stalker-ish ex-husband, Dennis, by staying at Virgil’s, taking his phone calls like an assistant. Despite its serious subject matter, the story is often tongue-in-cheek: Virgil can’t keep himself out of jail, but just watch how he gets away from his cellmate, a furious, NFL linebacker–sized man named Dennis. There are solid ties to the preceding Virgil-centric novel (for example, Keisha and Jerrell), but Knight (Zero Tolerance, 2010) caters to both new and returning readers.
A protagonist whose nimbleness while facing danger is something to marvel at—and celebrate.Pub Date: March 3, 2016
ISBN: N/A
Page Count: 392
Publisher: CreateSpace
Review Posted Online: April 25, 2016
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.
Are we not men? We are—well, ask Bigfoot, as Brooks does in this delightful yarn, following on his bestseller World War Z(2006).
A zombie apocalypse is one thing. A volcanic eruption is quite another, for, as the journalist who does a framing voice-over narration for Brooks’ latest puts it, when Mount Rainier popped its cork, “it was the psychological aspect, the hyperbole-fueled hysteria that had ended up killing the most people.” Maybe, but the sasquatches whom the volcano displaced contributed to the statistics, too, if only out of self-defense. Brooks places the epicenter of the Bigfoot war in a high-tech hideaway populated by the kind of people you might find in a Jurassic Park franchise: the schmo who doesn’t know how to do much of anything but tries anyway, the well-intentioned bleeding heart, the know-it-all intellectual who turns out to know the wrong things, the immigrant with a tough backstory and an instinct for survival. Indeed, the novel does double duty as a survival manual, packed full of good advice—for instance, try not to get wounded, for “injury turns you from a giver to a taker. Taking up our resources, our time to care for you.” Brooks presents a case for making room for Bigfoot in the world while peppering his narrative with timely social criticism about bad behavior on the human side of the conflict: The explosion of Rainier might have been better forecast had the president not slashed the budget of the U.S. Geological Survey, leading to “immediate suspension of the National Volcano Early Warning System,” and there’s always someone around looking to monetize the natural disaster and the sasquatch-y onslaught that follows. Brooks is a pro at building suspense even if it plays out in some rather spectacularly yucky episodes, one involving a short spear that takes its name from “the sucking sound of pulling it out of the dead man’s heart and lungs.” Grossness aside, it puts you right there on the scene.
A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.Pub Date: June 16, 2020
ISBN: 978-1-9848-2678-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Del Rey/Ballantine
Review Posted Online: Feb. 9, 2020
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020
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Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.
A woman accused of shooting her husband six times in the face refuses to speak.
"Alicia Berenson was thirty-three years old when she killed her husband. They had been married for seven years. They were both artists—Alicia was a painter, and Gabriel was a well-known fashion photographer." Michaelides' debut is narrated in the voice of psychotherapist Theo Faber, who applies for a job at the institution where Alicia is incarcerated because he's fascinated with her case and believes he will be able to get her to talk. The narration of the increasingly unrealistic events that follow is interwoven with excerpts from Alicia's diary. Ah, yes, the old interwoven diary trick. When you read Alicia's diary you'll conclude the woman could well have been a novelist instead of a painter because it contains page after page of detailed dialogue, scenes, and conversations quite unlike those in any journal you've ever seen. " 'What's the matter?' 'I can't talk about it on the phone, I need to see you.' 'It's just—I'm not sure I can make it up to Cambridge at the minute.' 'I'll come to you. This afternoon. Okay?' Something in Paul's voice made me agree without thinking about it. He sounded desperate. 'Okay. Are you sure you can't tell me about it now?' 'I'll see you later.' Paul hung up." Wouldn't all this appear in a diary as "Paul wouldn't tell me what was wrong"? An even more improbable entry is the one that pins the tail on the killer. While much of the book is clumsy, contrived, and silly, it is while reading passages of the diary that one may actually find oneself laughing out loud.
Amateurish, with a twist savvy readers will see coming from a mile away.Pub Date: Feb. 5, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-30169-7
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Celadon Books
Review Posted Online: Nov. 3, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 15, 2018
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