I’ve been a fan of Deaver’s since the killer, The Bone Collector, was hunted down in 1997. Can you believe how long ago that is? Here are my thoughts on his latest Lincoln Rhyme novel, no. 13, The Burial Hour:
^^ The Composer is snatching people off the street, seemingly at random, leaving criminalist Lincoln Rhyme, Amelia Sachs and team nothing but a minitature hangman’s noose as a clue.
^^ As the story develops we’re transported to Italy, where they join forces with the Italian investigation team. We meet the young and enthusiastic Ecole Benelli , Forestry Officer, and the not so friendly Prosecutor, Dante Spiro, who’s not keen on having the Americans interfering.
^^ From here the story takes us on a high-speed pursuit to catch the killer, but things are not as simple as at first it would appear and Deaver cleverly intertwines a rapid narrative with current affairs to produce explosive results and a terrifying twist I did not see coming. Of course, playing back in my mind, the hints were there, I just didn’t see them straight away. I must also add, I love how one antagonist comes back into play.
^^ It’s interesting to see how Deavers’ work has changed, one could say moved with the times, incorporating some of our greatest fears of current affairs. This is a political thriller, like The Kill Room, but possibly even more politically oriented. Not something I was not expecting, but fun, nevertheless.
^^ If there is one thing I have always admired about Deaver’s work, it’s his ability to blend interesting characters and detailed descriptions with against the clock suspense, rich in storyline. Hmm. Maybe that’s more than one thing?
Overall: I’d say this is the perfect blend of music and death, with a surprising Deaver terror twist in the grand finale of The Burial Hour. And romance. (Yep!) Now I want to go out and buy the paperback version to add to my Deaver collection which takes pride and place on my Deaver shelf in my living room. See, I told you I was a fan.
Thank you to the publisher for sending me this book.
The only leads in a broad-daylight kidnapping are the account of an eight-year-old girl, some nearly invisible trace evidence and the calling card: a miniature noose left lying on the street. A crime scene this puzzling demands forensic expertise of the highest order. Lincoln Rhyme and Amelia Sachs are called in to investigate.
Then the case takes a stranger turn: a recording surfaces of the victim being slowly hanged, his desperate gasps the backdrop to an eerie piece of music. The video is marked as the work of The Composer…
Despite their best efforts, the suspect gets away. So when a similar kidnapping occurs on a dusty road outside Naples, Rhyme and Sachs don’t hesitate to rejoin the hunt. But the search is now a complex case of international cooperation – and not all those involved may be who they seem. All they can do is follow the evidence, before their time runs out.
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