From Publishers Weekly
An overly convoluted plot and stilted dialogue mar Barcomb's third crime novel (after
Blood Tide and
Undercurrent), the first in a projected series. The testimony of eight-year-old Tookie Lucky Gale, who watched her father, Paul, murder her mother, is enough to send Paul to jail for 21 years. After he's paroled, Paul sets out to find Lucky and get his revenge. Meanwhile, a string of gruesome homicides in Manhattan stump Det. Frank Russo, who's writing his own criminal justice book and yearns to make his legendary retired cop father proud. Frank soon suspects that the killer he's chasing is a woman, because of the crimes' disturbing sexual component, but he and his partner, Jerry Blodgett, hit one dead end after another as the body count climbs. Barcomb clumsily shifts among Frank, Lucky and Paul without ever revealing much about any of them, and the cop chatter in the station and at crime scenes sounds as if it were recycled from old TV shows or dated detective novels.
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A girl sees her father kill her mother. When the police come, he tries to lie his way out of it, but she tells the truth. Her father is sent to prison. Now, 18 years later, he’s out on parole, and he has one thing on his mind: find his daughter and get his revenge. Meanwhile, someone is committing murders in an especially unsettling manner, and homicide cop Frank Russo is pulling out all the stops to find the killer. This is a good, well-constructed thriller that keeps both Frank and the reader in a constant state of confusion. Frank is trying to sort out who’s behind the killings, and the reader, who possesses information about the case that Frank lacks, is trying to figure out the connection between the two plotlines. There is plenty of misdirection here, and the author handles it all with panache. Fans of Jeffery Deaver, the current king of misdirection, might recognize some of the techniques Barcomb uses, but he’s using them in his own way, to his own ends. A compelling thriller with a very satisfying conclusion. --David Pitt