As Boone learns, sometimes those fabled country roads can be as mean as any gritty city street. And that's especially true when Arthur Cole comes to Boone with a missing manic-depressive wife. The sole lead is her latest project--a biography of a Beat poet who vanished in 1969, spawning a number of legends, and a trail of corpses.
This book is a rollercoaster ride. The surprises keep coming, slightly too often and slightly too many. I never really managed to catch my breath, and some the surprises weren't properly built up to. They just came out of the blue, no previous hints.
Despite the surprises, parts of the book are very cliche and are not unexpected. A scene where he ends up getting laid neither brings the story forward nor allows us to get to know the woman he met any better. It feels like plain filler.
The main character feels too perfect and gets the information he wants, without people be suspicious of him with simple lies that don't mesh with his actions or questions towards the persons he has lied to.