It is week 18 on the
Crime Fiction Alphabet Journey and the turn of
the R’s. Hopefully this week will prove a little bit more interesting than last
week’s skinny offering which scarcely provoked a reaction.
On paper at least, I have a little bit more choice; whether
that translates into books of interest for readers of the blog, only time will
tell.
I have avoided a couple of predictable choices. Chances are
if you live in the UK you couldn’t fail to have had some exposure to Ian
Rankin’s Rebus either in book form or as excellently portrayed by the fantastic
Ken Stott on TV. Ditto Peter Robinson
and DCI Banks, though this particular reviewer has a severe aversion to Stephen
Tompkinson and has been known, at moments of low ebb usually on a Sunday
evening, to heartily wish that he had been eaten by a lion during the filming
of the extremely irritating and nauseating Wild At Heart. For the record, I
have read a couple of Rankin’s and one Robinson only, though I hope to enjoy
more of both in the future.
Moving on then,
Rhoades, Ridley,
Ruttan.......3 enjoyed
J. D. Rhoades – The
Devil’s Right Hand
It’s a read from maybe 7 or 8 years ago and it’s a bit of a
blur. I recall it’s violent and full of action and therefore won’t appeal to
everyone. I don’t believe the violence is gratuitous or unnecessary within the
confines of the tale. Keller is a bounty hunter and it made a refreshing change
for me to read about someone other than a cop or a PI, though there is probably
a lot of commonality with the latter. I
have got the second and third books in Rhoades’ Keller series, so I ought to
get back to him again shortly. I’m fairly sure this was a favourite read for
me, which makes it all the more puzzling that I haven’t picked up and read the
others on the pile, but maybe I’m just not very organised or sensible.
Ex-cons DeWayne and
Leonard thought it was a simple plan: Swipe the payroll from a local
construction company and make off with easy cash. Pity they left the owner
dead. Bigger pity is that the owner's son is a violent drug-dealer who's
crazier than the low-calibre ex-cons he's vowed to nail-along with anyone else
who gets in his way. Bounty hunter and war vet Jack Keller is the perfect man
for his job. With a brain full of combat nightmares, he's primed for every
hunt, keen for the heady scent of gunfire, and high on the release each
takedown brings. His new quarry is bail-jumper DeWayne, but even Keller isn't
prepared for where this chase is going to take him. Caught in a violent
vendetta between two trigger-happy rednecks and a psycho blinded by rage,
Keller's soon spiralling into a revenge plot set to explode in the North
Carolina backwoods. Add to this murderous mix a local cop with his own agenda
and his beautiful partner who's hot for men on the edge, and someone's bound to
see hell before the night is over.
John Ridley –
Everybody Smokes In Hell
I read this back in 2010, after I started keeping a record
of what I had read but before I started writing half-baked reviews. This book
is precisely the reason why I started a blog about my reading – primarily so I
could refresh my memory of what I enjoyed and disliked about particular books I
encountered. I can’t recall too much,
but am 95% certain I enjoyed it. Ridley has written more and I have a couple
still to get to. I think he works primarily as a screenwriter in Hollywood.
John Ridley -- author
of Stray Dogs and Love Is a Racket -- is back with a brutally
funny, outrageous new novel that chronicles the mayhem unleashed by the
stumblings of one hapless young man trying to make it in Hollywood.
Paris Scott can't make anything work out. A failed actor, writer, musician -- a
failure, period -- he works nights at a convenience store, drives a '76
Gremlin, and was just kicked to the curb by his best girl. But when the last
master tape of a freshly suicided rock star and a small fortune in stolen drugs
fall into his lap, it's like he's stumbled onto the key to his dreams.
He might as well have stumbled onto a
time bomb.
The people who want the stolen dope back get themselves viciously confused with
the people who want the stolen tape, but no one is confused about Paris's being
the bull's-eye of the target they're gunning for. So how's a guy who's wanted
dead stay alive? "Get out of town, get some money, then get more out of
town." Paris puts his Gremlin in gear, and the resulting chase and
chain-reaction madness stretches from Los Angeles to Las Vegas, leaving a trail
of blood, bodies, and broken hearts in its wake.
Dope dealers, Hollywood agents, two-bit criminals, three-bit criminals,
waitresses, psychopaths, rock stars, strippers, beautiful women,
not-so-beautiful women, and desert rednecks -- no one comes out clean in this
raucous romp-and-stomp. It's John Ridley at his most devilishly sly, laying out
proof that, without a doubt, everybody smokes in hell.
Sandra Ruttan – What
Burns Within
Sandra Ruttan is a Canadian author who has written 5 books
in total, all standalones I believe. I read and enjoyed this one maybe 5 or 6
years ago. There are no other Ruttan books waiting on the stack and she was a
bit of a one-hit wonder for me, but that’s probably my loss. If money and time
was limitless, I would dive back in. Similarly if I happen upon another of her
books when I’m out and about, I will pick her up, but I’m unsure if her work
has crossed the Atlantic.
One year ago, a
brutal case almost destroyed three cops. Since then they've lost touch with one
another, avoiding painful memories, content to go their own ways. Now Nolan is
after a serial rapist. Hart is working on a string of arsons. And Tain has been
assigned a series of child abductions, a case all too similar to that one. But
when the body of one of the abduction victims is found at the site of one of
the arsons, it starts to look like maybe these cases are connected after all...
Rimington, Raymond,
Reasoner........3 unread
Stella Rimington – At Risk
This is the first in a series from the former head of MI5.
To date there have been 7 Liz Carlyle novels published and I have yet to read
any of them, despite consistently promising myself I would get to them soon. I
do like a bit of espionage, intrigue and double-dealing which occasionally
blows through the crime laden stacks of the library like a breath of fresh air.
I think we also get to see Liz the person in the books, in addition to Liz the
intelligence officer. This is a facet I enjoy in fiction as long as it doesn’t
overwhelm the plot.
'Our concern - and
we've communicated this over the weekend to all stations - is that the
opposition may be about to deploy an invisible. An invisible is CIA speak for
the ultimate intelligence nightmare: the terrorist who, because he or she is an
ethnic native of the target country, can cross its borders unchecked, move
around that country unquestioned and infiltrate its institutions with ease. An
invisible on mainland Britain was the worst possible news. For Liz Carlyle, an
MI5 Intelligence officer, this report from MI6 marks the start of an operation
which will test her to the limit and put her own life in jeopardy. As she sifts
the incoming evidence and gets reports from her agents she realizes there is an
imminent terrorist threat. But who or what is the target? And who and where is
the invisible? Time is of the essence in this desperate search and it becomes
clear that it is Liz's intuitive skills, her ability to get inside her enemy's
head, which offer the only hope of averting disaster. In this terrifying and
tautly drawn debut thriller Stella Rimington takes us to the heart of the
Intelligence world. It is a place she is uniquely qualified to describe.
Derek Raymond – He
Died With His Eyes Open
The first in a much lauded 5 book series and despite reading
in the genre for over 20 years and having them on my shelves for more than 10,
I shamefully admit that I haven’t got to them. I have an excuse for not reading
them in the past year, but not for the 9 before. Over 12 months ago, the
bailiffs (my 2 teenage daughters) evicted me from my office-cum-study or
Criminal Library so they could have separate bedrooms. Whilst this ensured that
peace and harmony exists in the Keane household today, my books were summarily
dumped ad hoc and at random up into our loft. Mr Raymond and his Factory DS
might have to wait a while longer.
The first of the
"Factory" series of bleak, atmospheric and subversive crime novels. A
boozed-out tramp found under a bush in West London has been systematically
butchered. The awesome depths of violent passion that the victim must have
inspired fascinates the detective sergeant put on the case.
James Reasoner –
Texas Wind
This has only been on the shelves a matter of months, but was
written and published over 30 years ago. This was the author’s debut novel and
was out of print for many years. At about 150 pages long I hope to breeze
through this Texan PI tale sometime soon. Reasoner has written in a few genres
with westerns and US civil war books amongst his output. At the risk of
offending any American readers, the US Civil War isn’t really something I have
a fascination or interest in, I would plump for his westerns if pushed. There are
a couple more books of his I will be interested in if I enjoy this one, Tractor
Girl and Dust Devils. Both are more closely set in the crime field.
When Cody, a Texas
private investigator, is hired to look into what should be a straightforward
missing person case, he soon realizes that he's taken on more than he bargained
for. The facts surrounding the disappearance of Fort Worth businessman's
daughter, twenty-year-old Mandy Traft, are far from clear. Did she run off with
her boyfriend? Or has she been kidnapped? With each step Cody takes, the case
becomes increasingly dangerous. Before long, he's been warned off, and bodies
are starting to tumble. He knows he should get out while he still can. But he
can't. Not until he finds Mandy. TEXAS WIND is James Reasoner's debut novel
that has achieved a legendary status since its publication in 1980. Considered
by many to be one of the best private eye novels ever written, TEXAS WIND is
finally back in print. Includes a new introduction by Ed Gorman.
Week 19 next time around and the S’s get a turn in the shop
window. Please visit
Kerrie's blog to pick up some recommendations from other
crime reading bloggers.
