Begley has written plenty of better novels than this, and there are plenty of authors who write novels like this better.


The second in a series of suspense novels featuring a war hero–turned–bestselling novelist who prefers to exact justice through lethal rather than legal means.

Begley, who’s best known for his “Schmidt” novels (About Schmidt, 1996, was made into a film starring Jack Nicholson), returns with a follow-up to his recent Killer, Come Hither (2015). The result is less a sequel than a continuation, one that provides plenty of plot summary from the earlier book and finds protagonist Jack Dana proclaiming, in his typically stilted fashion, “I guess we’ve run out of the killers who actually do Abner’s dirty work. That leaves us with the master puppeteer himself, Mr. Abner Brown.” A Texas tycoon who could have been created by Ayn Rand, Brown is involved in all sorts of drug laundering and terrorist activity, a dirty underworld beneath his legitimate empire. “I’m richer than Buffett, smart guy, by the way, and that clown Bill Gates. Steve Jobs? An appliance salesman,” he says. His credo: “I kill because I can.” In this novel, like the last one, someone Jack loves has apparently committed suicide, though Jack suspects differently, and he knows who is ultimately responsible. Meanwhile, he must dispatch another batch of intermediaries to get to the source. He partners with a glamorous lesbian lawyer who was best friends with his former girlfriend, and a subplot involves whether the two will ever spark a romance. Jack could, in the words of one of his friends, “maybe straighten her out. I know you’re a monster and all that, but you’re an attractive and rich monster. A lot of women would be happy to overlook your faults.” Alas, the book offers few plot twists to untwist, and its inevitable climax feels anticlimactic. And the protagonist has to be the only early-30s Manhattanite who would say, “I, blasphemous Jack Dana, proclaim to the four winds that vengeance is mine, and not the Lord’s, and it is I, Jack Dana, who will repay.”

Begley has written plenty of better novels than this, and there are plenty of authors who write novels like this better.

Pub Date: April 5, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-385-54071-1

Page Count: 288

Publisher: Nan A. Talese

Review Posted Online: Jan. 20, 2016

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2016

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A tasty, if not always tasteful, tale of supernatural mayhem that fans of King and Crichton alike will enjoy.

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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. 10, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2020

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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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