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MIAMI BLUES

The half-accidental war between a "blithe psychopath" and a decrepit Miami cop—in a nasty crime-comedy that's full of casual violence, outrageous coincidences, and hilariously rude dialogue. Freddy Frenger—28, body-built, fresh out of San Quentin—arrives in Miami with some stolen credit cards, he immediately breaks the finger of an annoying Hare Krishna beggar at the airport; and, installed at a posh hotel, he promptly teams up with air-headed amateur hooker Susan Waggoner (even though she's slow to oblige Freddy's taste for anal sex). Meanwhile, Hoke Mosely of homicide—42, divorced, living in hotel seediness—is investigating the death of that Hare Krishna beggar, who died of shock (!) . . . and who just happened to have been Susan Waggoner's incestuous brother Marty (!!). So the curious cop and the paranoid psycho are soon crossing paths: when Hoke gets too curious, Freddy beats him up, destroys his false teeth, steals his badge (which comes in handy for assorted robberies), frames him as a bribe-taker. And eventually, if only to protect himself, the much-battered Hoke must track this cheerful monster down—but not before Freddy has bought a house in the suburbs, been run over by a car, and killed any number of innocent bystanders. A bit too silly for full-grit verisimilitude, a bit too ugly for Westlake-level fun—but Willeford (Cockfighter, The Burnt Orange Heresy) has a marvelously deadpan way with losers on both sides of the law. . . and Susan is one of fiction's most appalling/endearing space-cadets.

Pub Date: March 12, 1983

ISBN: 978-1-4000-3246-4

Page Count: 208

Publisher: Vintage Crime/Black Lizard

Review Posted Online: Feb. 24, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1983

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BATTLE MOUNTAIN

Middling for this stellar series, which makes it another must-read, preferably in one sitting.

Unbeknownst to each other, Wyoming Fish and Game Warden Joe Pickett and outlaw falconer Nate Romanowski embark on equally urgent pursuits that converge in a way neither of them suspects.

Nate, who’s been off the grid ever since his wife, Liv, was killed in a fire intended to kill him too in Three-Inch Teeth (2024), has sworn vengeance on murderous conspirator Axel Soledad. After shooting several of Soledad’s hirelings, he joins forces with his friend and fellow Special Forces vet Geronimo Jones, who’s tracked him down, to chase his quarry deep into the woods. Governor Spencer Rulon, meanwhile, has pressed Joe into service once again to find veteran hunting guide Spike Rankin and his new assistant, Mark Eisele, who just happens to be Rulon’s son-in-law. Although nobody’s heard from the men for two days, the governor doesn’t want his wife and daughter to know they’re missing, and that means not alerting the media or the local sheriff, who’s no fan of Rulon’s anyway. Readers who’ve already seen Rankin and Eisele overpowered and imprisoned by a mysterious crew they ran into while they were setting up for the elk hunting season will assume that Soledad is behind their kidnapping as well. But Box will keep everyone guessing about exactly how Soledad and the ragtag military cult he’s gathered around him plan to confront the military-industrial complex he’s persuaded them is a clear and present danger. You know you’re in for a wild ride when Joe, saying goodbye to Marybeth, his long-suffering wife, promises her, “I’ll do my job and not cross the line.”

Middling for this stellar series, which makes it another must-read, preferably in one sitting.

Pub Date: Feb. 25, 2025

ISBN: 9780593851050

Page Count: 384

Publisher: Putnam

Review Posted Online: Jan. 18, 2025

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 15, 2025

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A CONSPIRACY OF BONES

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. 22, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2020

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