Perhaps I’m too hard on Jonathan Valin. His book before this one—Extenuating Circumstances (1989) didn’t thrill me, and it won the “Shamus.” This one Second Chance (1991) was a “Shamus” runner-up, and it didn’t exactly thrill me either. Yet both are well-written mysteries, superior to most of what you will find in the genre. And I know the reason I’m so hard on Valin: Natural Causes (1983) and Life’s Work (1986) are both masterpieces, and his next book Fire Lake (1987) comes close. Since then, I keep hoping one of his later books will equal these three, but so far they don’t. (I've got two more to go.)
So what if it isn’t a masterpiece? There is a lot of fine writing, and many suspenseful scenes is Second Chance, the tale of Detective Harry Stoner’s doomed search for haunted college coed Kirsten Pearson who—spurred on by her obsessed brother—has begun a perilous quest herself: she and her brother are looking for a violent killer and rapist, recently released from prison, who may have murdered her mother Estelle (whose death was labeled a suicide) fifteen years ago.
Harry goes on a helluva chase, unearthing family secrets, and a uncovering a few crimes of unusual, deliberate violence, before coming face to face with a person of surprising—yet completely plausible—evil. The first two-thirds of the book are absorbing, and the book featurese many fine scenes leading up to the disturbing conclusion.
My major problem is that I was certain of the villain’s identity when I was just slightly halfway through the book, and that’s just a little too early for me. Also, I got the feeling that Valin knew that this was a problems, from the way in which he kept throwing red herrings in my path, to confuse me and keep me from realizing what my mind already knew to be true.