Great debut murder mystery 2021. John McMahon is already being listed with the best.
A complicated and fascinating plot.
P.T. Marshwas a good detective.
Then his wife and son were killed in an accident.
Months later he’s not so good — drinking, blacking out.
Late one night he agrees to help out a woman by confronting her abusive boyfriend.
When the next morning he gets called to the scene of his newest murder case, he is stunned to arrive at the house of the very man he beat up the night before.
He could swear the guy was alive when he left, but can he be sure?
What’s certain is that his fingerprints are all over the crime scene.
Not bad. This book is intriguing to start. But doesn’t maintain that throughout.
On a night flight from London to Boston, Ted Severson meets the stunning and mysterious Lily Kintner.
Sharing one too many martinis, the strangers begin to play a game of truth, revealing very intimate details about themselves.
Ted talks about his marriage that’s going stale and his wife Miranda, who he’s sure is cheating on him. Ted and his wife were a mismatch from the start—he the rich businessman, she the artistic free spirit—a contrast that once inflamed their passion, but has now become a cliché.
But their game turns a little darker when Ted jokes that he could kill Miranda for what she’s done. Lily, without missing a beat, says calmly, “I’d like to help.” After all, some people are the kind worth killing, like a lying, stinking, cheating spouse. . .
Special agent Kathryn Dance—a brilliant interrogator and body language expert and her partners at the California Bureau of Investigation hunt down escaped killer Daniel Pell, a self-styled Charles Manson.
Both Dance and Pell are fascinating characters.
Jeffery Deaver creates plots with so many twists and turns they could “hide behind a spiral staircase” (People), and The Sleeping Doll has Deaver’s trademark twists in spades. It is guaranteed to keep readers guessing right up to the breathless end.
16 years after The Road, McCarthy published The Passenger (2022).
It’s literature — not easy to follow.
Perhaps I’m not smart enough to appreciate the plotless long sections of dialogue — with no action.
Philosophical. Diversions into the stupidity of the Vietnam war. The potential of science. Physics. War. The assassination of JFK. Formula 2 racing. Smart stuff that doesn’t relate in any way to the story.
Following a salvage dive to recover any survivors from a submerged airplane, Western discovers that the pilot’s flight bag and data box are missing. Within a few days, he returns to his apartment to find two agents of some kind who ask questions …
Bobby goes on the run.
The love of his life was his sister Alicia, a mathematical prodigy and paranoid schizophrenic, who killed herself years before.
Guardian critic Xan Brooks praised the novel, calling it a “glorious sunset song of a novel… It’s rich and it’s strange, mercurial and melancholic.”
I probably won’t read the short sequel, Stella Maris.
In the novel published 2022 Bosch is older. Grumpier. Long retired.
LAPD detective Renée Ballard had quit the force, as well, in the face of misogyny, demoralization, and endless red tape.
But Renée’s convinced to return and rebuild the cold case unit at the elite Robbery-Homicide Division.
With no budget, she recruits volunteers. Who’s #1 on her list? … Harry Bosch.
Two cases play out in parallel. As always, Bosch is the worst kind of underling. But certainly keeps momentum to try to solve the cases. Ballard needs him.
One thing I love about Bosch books is how they include their mistakes. And never downplay the challenges of Los Angeles traffic. It makes these meticulous police investigations feel much more real.
Not the best of Connelly’s procedurals, but nobody else does them better than his second-best.
My brother’s 2021 book is available in paperback and Kindle formats.
This one is #2 in the Sam Sparrow series.
Sam is a private eye who keeps being whisked away from modern day to fictional historic locations.
The story is a humorous mashup of speculative fiction with a hardboiled detective character.
This time Sam must help rescue Robin Hood and Maid Marian from the evil Sheriff of Nottingham.
And it doesn’t go all that well. The Sheriff anticipates Sam’s every move — and there’s a lot of hobbling on badly blistered feet. Until the climactic final confrontation.
The whodunnit kept me going. But the resolution was too unlikely for me to believe.
Sara Ewes, Travis Devine’s coworker and former girlfriend, has been found hanging in a storage room of his office building—presumably a suicide, at least for now—prompting the NYPD to come calling on him.
If that wasn’t enough, before the day is out, Devine receives another ominous visit, a confrontation that threatens to dredge up grim secrets from his past in the army unless he participates in a clandestine investigation into his firm.
This treacherous role will take him from the impossibly glittering lives he once saw only through a train window, to the darkest corners of the country’s economic halls of power . . . where something rotten lurks. And apart from this high-stakes conspiracy, there’s a killer out there with their own agenda, and Devine is the bull’s-eye.
Amos Decker is a BIG former professional football player who was violently hit on his first NFL play, resulting in severe injuries and changes to his brain.
He’s called the “memory man” because he’s unable to forget anything.
In this book Amos is sent to Florida with a brand-new partner, FBI Special Agent Frederica White, to investigate the murder of a federal judge. Both partners are pissed at their last-minute pairing, and they immediately see themselves as a bad fit.
Later they discover they are being set up to fail and possibly dismissed for failure.
But Amos Decker never fails. His success rate in finding the murder is 100%.
Rick McCharles 