I am not a big fan of books that make heroes out of criminals. I think this books did that to some degree, even if they were heroes to the "bad guy" in this case.
I do like the mystery aspect of this book, but I think there was more emphasis on the sexual side of some of the characters, some of whom were really small sidelines to the plot.
I'd pick quite a few other books before this one.
I have been reading Sandford's "Prey" series for years, but I believe this is the first to which I've listened. I enjoyed the story, as always, and found it very suspenseful. However, the narration was very distracting. Sometimes, I don't immediately like a narrator, but can almost always get past it once I am immersed in the story. This time though, I found the narrator's voice to be grating throughout. His gritty, rasping voice just seemed very out-of-character with the urbane Lucas Davenport. I just couldn't get past it....
I've never read/heard a Sandford book until this one. And that was enough for me. To hear the authors description of gore or disturbing imagry is on par with something a suicidal middle schooler would think of. The plot twists were abundant to the point of absurdity and the clues/leads were unbelievable. There are so many false leads and deadends that there is no chance you'll have a clue who dunnit. What disturbs me more than thinking about the authors own mental state is that people actually like this book. The only reason I gave it a chance is because it was so highly rated. Yikes... You people scare me. Maybe everyone liked it because the authors feels it necessary to include Davenports Top 100 Rock Songs of All time as a underlying premise in the story. Not only is it a horrible playlist (crash test dummies in the top 100?), it is totally uneccessary and is a poor excuse of character development. Please do not waste your time with this garbage like I did.
After stumbling at bit on the previous two titles, Sanford is back on track with this one. Thank goodness, as I was getting concerned that the best in the business was losing his perfect touch.
How a narrator handles the character of Lucas Davenport can make or break an audio presentation of a John Sandford book. Earlier narrators -- Stephen Lang and Eric Conger come to mind -- nailed it. Richard Ferrone doesn't, and Sandford's excellent story suffers for it. Lucas, the sensitive tough guy, or the tough sensitive guy, or whatever he is, just sounds whiny in this rendition. Ferrone's work isn't all bad, not by any stretch, but his Lucas misses the mark.
I have listened to several of his other books and they are entertaining. This was too, but had a distinctly anti-gay hostility in tone that went beyond necessary in the story. It felt just like someone who wrote a story about any other group where there was real animosity toward that group under the surface.
Compare this to Mo Hayder's book,which involves pedophilia and murder, the author has a reality check in her prose.
Sandford sure sounds like a man who has "issues" which marred the exposition of his story.
This book succeeds in what it is: a mystery/thriller book that will hold your attention. However, I was distracted by the contradictions presented by the main character. He held a deep concern about catching the killer before he killed again, but would repeatedly drive over 80 mph while talking on the phone and reading a file. At times he would look up to discover he was driving at high speeds in the middle of the highway.
It was amazing that someone so concerned about saving one future murder victim would put entire car loads of people in such risk. There was a much greater chance of him killing a soccer Mom and all her charges than the killer murdering one more person.
I know that I'm being picky here, it just seemed like this behavior would be out of character for someone who was otherwise so concerned for his fellow man. Other than that the book was fine.