Although more academic-minded readers are likely to frown over Westerson’s hit-or-miss approach to history, fans will...

SEASON OF BLOOD

A disgraced knight searches for a deadly holy object in medieval England.

Ever since Crispin Guest’s fall from glory when he backed the wrong side of a royal rebellion, he’s earned a living from his sharp wits. His sharp ears help, too, especially when he realizes he’s being followed back to the former poulterer’s shop he calls home. It’s nothing compared to what he owned when he was Sir Crispin, but in the year of grace 1390, the plain dwelling must suddenly play host to his unexpected follower, a woman with a fur collar, long, pointed slippers, and enticing auburn hair. She wants him to find her niece, who she fears has run off with Simon Wynchecombe, the married former Lord Sheriff of London and Crispin’s nemesis. A monk asking for Crispin arrives only to die with a dagger in his back. From his hands falls a strange crystal container flowing with red liquid: a reliquary supposedly containing the blood of Christ. Crispin reports the monk’s murder to the authorities, hires a cross-dressing male prostitute to watch over the lady who asked for his help, and returns the reliquary to the abbey from which it was taken. He learns that another monk is missing and still another has died, all for the holy receptacle. Crispin, no stranger to reliquaries and their inherent dangers (A Maiden Weeping, 2016, etc.), attempts to find a safe place for it and shelter for Wynchecombe, who proclaims his innocence even though his dagger killed Crispin’s visitor. Parking him at the modest home of his landlord, a young lawyer with a great many (presumably hand-lettered, pre-Gutenberg) books, Crispin follows the trail of dead or dying monks and a reliquary that won’t stay put. Then he makes disturbing discoveries about two people he’s come to care about in a crime drama that frustratingly blends careful research with casual anachronisms.

Although more academic-minded readers are likely to frown over Westerson’s hit-or-miss approach to history, fans will welcome her hero’s return in his 10th reliquary adventure.

Pub Date: Jan. 1, 2018

ISBN: 978-0-7278-8747-4

Page Count: 224

Publisher: Severn House

Review Posted Online: Oct. 17, 2017

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 2017

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

A CONSPIRACY OF BONES

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

BADLANDS

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 22, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 15, 2015

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