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PATRIOT

A rip-roaring thriller wherein the hero must protect both his son and the free world from an erstwhile friend.

Lord (and Commander) Alexander Hawke is a superrich British warrior whose life Vladimir Putin once saved in prison, establishing a friendship that puts them on Alex-Volodya terms. Over drinks, Putin informs Hawke that the Russians have invented a completely new and powerful explosive, Feuerwasser, which looks just like water—or vodka. Soon it’s clear Putin will use this fearsome fluid to intimidate the world and reassert the glory of the old USSR. “He used a thimbleful to vaporize a huge sunken Russian freighter,” Hawke says. Hawke decides to help stop the aggression, but the bad guys know his vulnerability—if they kidnap his 6-year-old son, Alexei, they can neutralize Hawke. Alas for Putin, he mustn’t have read the author’s Warriors, or he would have realized how tough it is to harm Hawke’s child. Along the way are colorful characters Crystal Methenny, a vile siren who has cleavage to die for; Spider Payne, an ex-CIA operative gone bad; and Uncle Joe, a Stalin look-alike. Good guys Ambrose Congreve and Stokely Jones are back, perhaps for the duration of the series, although once again fealty to Hawke proves unhealthful for some. Fans of Ian Fleming’s novels will love Hawke, even if he’s not quite as over-the-top as James Bond. But when Hawke wonders “how the hell to stop a megalomaniac with a weapon like this,” his doubt doesn’t linger. “Here we go again,” he quickly decides. “Alex Hawke, saving the world, one madman at a time,” and the English-speaking world knows it can sleep well at night. Loaded with action and driven by a man of improbably admirable qualities, this adventure is a great escape from reality.

Pub Date: Sept. 15, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-06-227941-5

Page Count: 544

Publisher: Morrow/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: July 13, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 2015

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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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DRAGON TEETH

Falls short of Crichton’s many blockbusters, but fun reading nonetheless, especially for those interested in the early days...

In 1876, professor Edward Cope takes a group of students to the unforgiving American West to hunt for dinosaur fossils, and they make a tremendous discovery.

William Jason Tertullius Johnson, son of a shipbuilder and beneficiary of his father’s largess, isn’t doing very well at Yale when he makes a bet with his archrival (because every young man has one): accompany “the bone professor” Othniel Marsh to the West to dig for dinosaur fossils or pony up $1,000, but Marsh will only let Johnson join if he has a skill they can use. They need a photographer, so Johnson throws himself into the grueling task of learning photography, eventually becoming proficient. When Marsh and the team leave without him, he hitches a ride with another celebrated paleontologist, Marsh’s bitter rival, Edward Cope. Despite warnings about Indian activity, into the Judith badlands they go. It’s a harrowing trip: they weather everything from stampeding buffalo to back-breaking work, but it proves to be worth it after they discover the teeth of what looks to be a giant dinosaur, and it could be the discovery of the century if they can only get them back home safely. When the team gets separated while transporting the bones, Johnson finds himself in Deadwood and must find a way to get the bones home—and stay alive doing it. The manuscript for this novel was discovered in Crichton’s (Pirate Latitudes, 2009, etc.) archives by his wife, Sherri, and predates Jurassic Park (1990), but if readers are looking for the same experience, they may be disappointed: it’s strictly formulaic stuff. Famous folk like the Earp brothers make appearances, and Cope and Marsh, and the feud between them, were very real, although Johnson is the author’s own creation. Crichton takes a sympathetic view of American Indians and their plight, and his appreciation of the American West, and its harsh beauty, is obvious.

Falls short of Crichton’s many blockbusters, but fun reading nonetheless, especially for those interested in the early days of American paleontology.

Pub Date: May 23, 2017

ISBN: 978-0-06-247335-6

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Harper/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: March 6, 2017

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2017

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