From Library Journal
On the day she graduated from an acting academy with the highest honors, Lindsey Barratt was brutally raped and beaten by 11 members of a cricket team. But instead of being arrested, the young men became the object of a cover-up involving high-level policemen and officials from the posh school of her attackers. When Lindsey disappeared from the hospital, the case was dropped. Six years later nine members of the cricket team are dead under suspicious circumstances. British Transport Police Detective Superintendent Frank Illiffe begins an investigation after he is challenged to do so by Julie Adams, the reporter who covered the original rape case. When the tenth cricket player is found dead in the flat of a mysterious and beautiful woman, the finger of guilt points to her. But who is she, and where is Lindsey Barratt? Wilson, a former TV and radio reporter, knows how an investigation is conducted and what political factors are brought to bear upon police personnel in doing their jobs. That he is a confirmed storyteller only enhances this tale of revenge. Its good characterization, and a plethora of suspenseful twists and turns will keep any reader engrossed until the totally unexpected ending. For all libraries.?Jo Ann Vicarel, Cleveland Heights-Univ. Heights P.L., Ohio
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From Kirkus Reviews
Wilson's first US publication is an overblown British reworking of that all-American movie fantasy, the rape-revenge story. Hours after stellar student Lyndsey Barratt suffers the humiliation of receiving her drama-school diploma in the absence of her parents (her ineffectual father, who couldn't bear to be seen in public with her wheelchair-bound mother, begged off), she's suffering the torments of hell. The cricket team from nearby Winstanton School, flushed with their latest victory, has taken offense at her entrance to the railroad car they're occupying and has retaliated by raping and beating her. Nor will it do any good, despite the best attempts of British Transport Inspector Frank Illiffe, for Lyndsey to press charges: The jolly cricketers have already planted evidence to discredit her, and Illiffe's treacherous liaison officer is only too eager to help out a local HQ chief's boy and the other ten perps by tightening the legal noose around the victim. So Lyndsey, shepherded by her twin sister Linda, disappears from Hope Green Hospital, and the case, in the absence of a complainant, grinds to a halt. Justice, however, continues to grind exceeding small, and when the murder of one of the cricketers comes to Illiffe's attention years later--apparently he's the victim of an S&M scene that got out of hand--Illiffe wastes no time in linking it to a rash of dead cricketers. ``Ten members of a school cricket team dying within such a short time was definitely odd,'' muses Illiffe, who rushes to protect the life of the only surviving rapist, George (``Porgy'') Weston. En route to the splashy finale, Wilson leaves no button unpushed--there'll be pornographic videos, a miscarriage, and reams of computer lore--but it's hard to care about the outcome when the prospective victim is so loathsome and the meager surprises so eminently guessable. Reminiscent not so much of any earlier literary tradition as of slasher films from Sisters to I Spit on Your Grave. --
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