In his 15th adventure, forensic pathologist Jack Stapleton stumbles into a terrorist plot in an unlikely location.
A doctor friend invites Jack to help with an autopsy in Essex Falls, New York, deep in the Adirondacks. Looking on the trip as a mini vacation for himself and his wife, he accepts. The corpse had until recently been a healthy man who then developed rapid neurogenerative symptoms similar to Alzheimer’s disease before his death. Jack arrives with thoughts of doing a quick autopsy and then cooking steaks on a grill, but more deaths occur. What’s going on? Is this the beginning of an epidemic? The story has three plot vectors: Jack; the Diehard Patriots, a small band of disgruntled militia wannabes who harmlessly fire their AR-15s in the deep woods; and four “Netherlanders” hired by the Diehard Patriots to train them. But the alleged Dutchmen are in fact Russian bioterrorists with their own nefarious agenda: To poison the town’s water supply as a pilot project that would eventually allow Holy Mother Russia to wipe out millions of Americans. They set up a lab to brew a poison based on a theta prion gene as they convince their D.P. hosts they are brewing beer. The “proof-of-concept field trial” has begun, but early results are uncertain. Meanwhile, they have killed several locals using Novichok, a Russian nerve agent. The plot is plausible, but the story simply isn’t scary. The D.P.s mainly serve as a device to get the Russians into the story, but they are otherwise feckless. And readers may not mind, but there seems nary a sentence that Cook couldn’t make more concise. Surely, he didn’t just phone this one in. That said, Jack does fine autopsies, as readers will discover in vivid detail. Early chapters engender more curiosity than dread among the good guys, though eventually there is a violent payoff. Readers and Russkies know all the crucial details long before the authorities, who summarize their findings in the epilogue.
No big surprises, but generally enjoyable.