In this 4th book of the Chet and Bernie series, a simple bodyguard gig quickly morphs into a missing person case and ...(yep!) murder. In case you are unfamiliar with the series, Chet is the canine “partner” and Bernie the human half of the Bernie Little Detective Agency. Perpetually low on cash, Bernie Little reluctantly agrees to accept a job as body-guard, to protect lovely, somewhat dim, Anya Vereen from her ex-husband. She is to drive to Big Bear Wilderness Camp to visit her son Devin. There, she will meet up with the ex, Guy. However, when they get to the camp, Devin is missing after a routine overnight and hike, and Anya's husband is a “no show.”
Shady characters abound. First, there is Ranger Rob who is supposed to be in charge of the camp, but hardly seems either wilderness savy or even very fit for duty. Then, there's the surly, remarkably uncurious guide, Turk, whom Ranger Bob insists is loved by the kids. Turk was in charge of the overnight, and the last to see the missing Devin. The local sheriff and his deputy seem curiously intent on sidelining Chet and Bernie from the missing persons search, despite the obvious advantage of Chet's keen nose. Then, there's the suspicious absence of Anya's ex-husband.
Chet is the star of this series. If he were a human, one might label him with attention deficit disorder. As a dog, however, his distractibility and impulsiveness feel perfect. That low growl at an unwelcome human or the draft created by his wagging tail – Chet himself is surprised by these unconscious signals his body is giving him. What fills his mind are the memories of the many “perps” he has helped outfit in orange jumpsuits, and the smells of nervousness from the humans Bernie is interrogating. Chet is everything one could want in a partner. He's loyal, optimistic, and full of heart. Plus, he has those keen canine senses. Always inquisitive, he has broadened his education by careful observation of the Discovery Channel. Even so, he's frequently stymied by human discourse. When Ranger Rob babbles inanely about the camp's philosophy of self-reliance, Bernie mutters with disgust under his breath about the supreme self-reliance of the Donner Party. Chet puzzles: “Bernie and I had been to lots of parties, which is maybe why I didn't remember that specific one.”
The most desperate of circumstances fail to put a dent in Chet's self-confident resourcefulness. It's that quality of reliability combined with his unique canine perspective that keep me hooked on this series. Reading these books is like re-encountering an old friend. It's a relaxing and entertaining interlude to whatever else you may have been doing. I've been reading the books in order, but that's really not necessary. Each of the books stands on it's own.