THE CHAOS KIND

The world keeps supplying Eisler’s franchise heroes with real-life prototypes of serial child rapists.

Wealthy financier/predator Andrew Schrader was caught seven years ago importing young girls for sex to his South Carolina compound on an industrial scale. But his success in capturing so many high-level government types on video disporting themselves on the premises allowed him to grab a plea bargain to a single misdemeanor, with no jail time. Now that he’s moved to a Washington island and is back to his old tricks, assistant U.S. Attorney Alondra Diaz intends to drag him over the coals. She has the unstinting support of Seattle PD Detective Livia Lone, who has excellent reasons for going after men who prey on underage victims, and the logistical assistance of retired assassin John Rain, nonretired assassin Marvin Manus, the CIA’s Tom Kanezaki, and his helpers, tech whiz Maya and sniper Dox. It’s a formidable lineup, and it needs to be, because the same insiders who kept Schrader out of jail to save their own faces last time are even more firmly ensconced in the seats of power. U.S. Attorney General Uriah Hobbs, Director of National Intelligence Pierce Devereaux, and CIA director Lisa Rispel can command endless squads of tech-busters and hit men to keep Schrader from talking or activating the dead man’s switch that would release all those compromising videos posthumously. The heroes with the white hats would seem to be hopelessly outgunned and outspent—unless the forces arrayed against them should turn on each other.

Another high-fatality, high-spirited revenge fantasy in which most of the casualties don’t even have names.