John Cheever it’s not.
Murder provides a bit of a disruption to a quiet New Jersey suburb.
When a storm cuts short Arborville’s annual Halloween parade and bonfire, Wilfred and Bettina Fraser retreat with their neighbor Pamela Paterson to enjoy some hot spiced cider. But a commotion outside interrupts their cozy evening as trick-or-treaters discover a dead body on Adrienne Haskell’s front porch. Once Adrienne identifies the body as that of her radical feminist sister, Mel Wordwoman, the three friends go back to the Frasers’ house, where Wilf reheats the cider and they resume their conversation. Ehrhart’s tale goes on pretty much in that matter-of-fact vein, interspersing details about Mel’s death with descriptions of the heady aroma of Pamela’s coffee and sartorial details of Bettina’s olive corduroy pantsuit. Eventually, Adrienne persuades Pamela and Bettina to accompany her to Greenwich Village to look over her sister’s apartment, although it seems as if the opportunity for Adrienne to wear a “buttery-yellow sweater” and a supple leather jacket on a trip to the city is at least as important to her agenda as looking for her sister’s killer. Very little in this tale of suburban intrigue is worth more than a shrug; when her sometime boyfriend Pete Paterson, whom Pamela met because of the coincidence of their having the same last name, announces that he’s getting back together with his estranged wife, Pamela duly notes that “we had some nice meals” but otherwise expresses few regrets. Even for a cozy, it’s hard to get a pulse point here.
John Cheever it’s not.Pub Date: Aug. 20, 2024
ISBN: 9781496749574
Page Count: 336
Publisher: Kensington
Review Posted Online: July 4, 2024
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 2024
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Forget the tangled backstory, focus on the game of cat and mouse, and enjoy.
Lt. Eve Dallas and her colleagues in the New York Police and Security Department step outside their comfort zone into counterterrorism.
Back in 2024, during the stressful time of the Urban Wars, a courageous band calling themselves The Twelve fought Dominion and other violent fringe groups that sought to end civilization as we know it, despite the presence of a traitor in their own midst. Now, 37 years later, someone’s killed Giovanni Rossi, a retired cybersecurity expert who was one of The Twelve, an hour or so after a summons—ostensibly from another veteran of the group—brought him from Rome to New York. On the body, officers called to the scene find a copy of Dallas’ business card that’s been embellished with a flamboyant threat to annihilate the seven surviving members of The Twelve. Obligingly inviting all seven to New York—a move you’d think would make it a lot easier for their nemesis to wipe them all out at once—Dallas soon forms a theory about the killer’s identity and sets a trap to draw him out. But her plan turns into a narrow miss, upping the stakes on both sides, for now the killer knows Dallas is on to him. It’s in the nature of the case that there’s less mystery and detection than usual in this long-running franchise—the biggest surprise turns out to be the connection between Dallas and her quarry—but the thrills keep on coming, and the final interrogation, though highly predictable in its broad outlines, is as satisfying as ever.
Forget the tangled backstory, focus on the game of cat and mouse, and enjoy.Pub Date: Feb. 4, 2025
ISBN: 9781250370792
Page Count: 368
Publisher: St. Martin's
Review Posted Online: Nov. 23, 2024
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2025
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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