By JD Rhoades
Okay, full disclosure time. Casey Doran and I both have the same publisher, Polis Books. But I’ve never met the man, and in any case, whoever the publisher may be, I don’t review books I don’t actually like, because I don’t finish books I don’t like. And I liked this book. A lot.
The idea of an author who’s horrified to find out that a killer is using idea from his novels has been done before (IIRC, it’s the original premise of the show “Castle”). But Casey Doran puts a new twist on it: Jericho Sands is not only a best selling crime novelist, he’s the son of a pair of notorious serial killers who admits that, to some extent, he trades on that notoriety to sell books. But apparently that’s attracted a vicious killer whose first victim is decapitated with a chainsaw in Jericho’s garage.
That’s how the book starts, and the pace never lets up after that. There are a couple of moments where the thread my disbelief is suspended from got a little frayed (there’s one point early on, for example, at which Jericho would have certainly been locked up and is inexplicably allowed to go free). But the book moves so fast, and Jericho’s narrative voice is so compelling, that I couldn’t help but keep reading. This is a great debut and I look forward to the next book in the series. Recommended.
Via: J.D. Rhoades