Perfect reading for anyone who wishes Midlands procedurals were plotted and paced more like Hollywood action films.


A West Yorkshire cop who thinks he’s Jack Reacher—an opinion evidently shared by all the people who’ve improbably heard of him—returns from a stint as a private inquiry agent after being booted off the force (Dead or Alive, 2016) to another perfect storm of homicides.

Charlie Santiago’s meteoric career as the moneyed head of Santiago TechSys ends when, like a meteor, he falls to the earth outside his office window. Did he have help from nonastral forces? That’s exactly the question Sandra Boswell doesn’t ask DI Septimus Black. In an arrangement that’s got to be unusual for a member of any police force under the sun, she offers Sep 50,000 pounds to investigate the much more clear-cut murder of her husband, freelance journalist James Boswell, whose pursuit of his latest story took him to the disreputable Grimshawe Hotel and the man who beat him to death. James may well have been killed for strictly personal reasons, like his affair with his married co-worker Julie Rogerson, but the smothering of ancient Grimshawe desk clerk Agnes McGinty helps persuade Sep that his death is tied to that of Charlie Santiago. As Sep hunts for hard evidence, crime boss Carl Redman, not one to let the grass grow under his feet, hires Stanley Butterbowl, who for obvious reasons prefers to be known as Mr. Wolf, to stop his investigation in its tracks. Sep is targeted by a hit-and-run driver, then, when he refuses to die, stalked in the North Leeds house he shares with his fiancee, secondhand clothing merchant Winnie O’Toole, to which the hospital releases him. A bomb planted in his Jaguar incinerates the car. Redman’s thugs lay siege to the remote cottage to which Charlie retreats, then ambush and shoot him. As he lies helpless from a leg wound, he’s bitten by a Rottweiler. But he emerges from each of these crippling reversals with all the evergreen panache of Wile E. Coyote, though a number of supporting characters are less fortunate.

Perfect reading for anyone who wishes Midlands procedurals were plotted and paced more like Hollywood action films.

Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2017

ISBN: 978-07278-8730-6

Page Count: 240

Publisher: Severn House

Review Posted Online: Aug. 20, 2017

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 2017

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


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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