"It's reassuring to think that as the bad guys grow ever more ingenious, so does Rhyme. And indeed, so does Deaver, though not necessarily in such a good way."
Even the genre's leading magician has his off days, as Deaver shows in this over-inventive yet highly derivative sequel to The Bone Collector
(1997), The Cold Moon
(2006) and quadriplegic criminalist Lincoln Rhyme's other adventures.
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