TWENTY-SEVEN BONES By Jonathan Nasaw (E.L. Pender Series Book 3)
MY REVIEW 3.5 STARS****
I finished reading this third installment of the E.L. Pender's Series on the 29th of last month. I started reading Book 4 (THE BOYS FROM SANTA CRUZ) the very next night. I wasn't quite ready to tackle the task of writing a review of the former, and thought that delving right into the next book of the series might convey some perspective and clear my head.
Not so much. Book 4 not only didn't "clear my head", it only left me befuddled. I will leave it there since that is a topic for review of THE BOYS FROM SANTA CRUZ.
I became an enthusiastic fan of Jonathan Nasaw after reading WHEN SHE WAS BAD, which I simply loved. I finally bought THE GIRLS HE ADORED which had been loitering on my WISH LIST for quite awhile. I knew that this book was "the one", so to speak, that Nasaw will always be remembered for, and like I do on most everything, I made a conscious decision to read it LAST in the exploits of E.L. Pender. The final installment is likely to be Book 5 (THE BOYS FROM SANTA CRUZ) published in 2010. I eagerly digested FEAR ITSELF, loved it, and was yearning for more of the same with TWENTY SEVEN BONES.
This third installment featuring the colorful Columbo-like detective Pender (2004) had a lot going for it right out of the gate. The book begins with a fascinating account of a husband and wife team of anthropologists recording the deathbed oration of a dying chief and the ritual of succession and inheritance in what was believed to be the last traditional-culture village in the North Sumatra province of Indonesia. The method used to determine the successor to the patriarch, the heir to his earthly possessions, and the deserved recipient of his "eheha" (spirit or immortal soul) was shockingly unique and frankly unforgettable.
The story is then narrated in present day, with retired FBI Special Agent Ed Pender presenting an interesting course on a favorite topic ("The Affective Interview") at the National Academy training course at Quantico. It is serendipity that Pender connects with an acquaintance from his past, who currently resides on the Caribbean island paradise of St. Luke. He is informed that there is serial killer running rampant on the island, and that a press blackout is in effect. Will Pender help the authorities out? His area of expertise is tracking down and ending the reign of serial murderers. We are privy to a snapshot of Pender's life as a retiree and it is a "no brainer" that he will be packing some light weight clothing for a trip to the tropics! Thus we have an intriguing teaser in the beginning of the novel, and then quickly learn that the ambience of the book promises to be exciting as well.
True to form, we learn the identities of our serial killers in the very beginning, and naturally are provided with carte blanche insight into the mind(s) of all members of our murder team. This includes a somewhat surprising (but hardly shocking) cohort who becomes an enthusiastic recruit after his first taste of killing.
Similarly, the author provides a number of sympathetic protagonists that most readers are simply guaranteed to love. It is safe to say that at the very least the kind-hearted and selfless Holly (and her adopted niece and nephew) will elicit strong emotional investments from all readers alike and a genuine interest in their safety from getting anywhere close to the "bad guys".
That said, there's really a number of things to like about this book. Pender is in top form despite a few missteps on his part that were costly. The US Virgin Islands leant an exotic feel to the story's backdrop. There was more romance for the homely yet lovable Pender in this installment. He does seem to always get a girl, doesn't he? Having a face that only a mother could love, a wardrobe that no self-respecting Salvation Army would accept as a donation, and never hitting the gym has somehow been a winning formula for the big guy. But more about things to like---this was a fast-paced psychological thriller with ample pulse-racing suspense, memorable and brave characters on the island who interact with Pender. There is the young woman who left a career in the big city to devote her future to caring for her dying sister, and then stepping in to the role of mother for her mixed-race niece and nephew (the latter born without arms). I don't want to leave out the magnanimous and beautiful "hippie" who lives off the island's natural resources to eat and to eke out just enough money to rent a shack over her head as she keeps isolated and away from the authorities---until Pender. This novel has an incredibly original plot, not to mention "plots within plots" with literally a quartet of serial killers motivated by their own respective agendas.
The ostensible reasoning behind the ritual murders is not a secret to the reader since the book's description virtually discloses it. It is an unusual interpretation of Ponce De Leon's "fountain of youth" to be sure---that is to literally capture the "dying breath" of their victims and thereby inhaling the very "eheha" (spirit or immortal soul). The original trio of serial killers (the married couple of archeologists) and their "Bennie" (with them since their attempt to film and document the death and dying of Bennie's father so long ago), are downright chilling to behold. Nasaw has outdone himself this time around. We have encountered a number of unbelievably diabolical and sinister characters in his prior novels, but this pair are simply evil incarnate. The fourth antagonist who joins the team is more a garden variety narcissistic sociopath who murders for money and position, then finds that he enjoys the "rush" of taking a human life.
The husband and wife are both sexual predators and the "devoted" Bennie is not far behind them in this regard. They are cold remorseless psychopaths with sex drives of energizer bunnies. The sexual ravaging of their targets, (men, women, a 12-year old girl and a planned 6-year old girl) appeared more prominent or vital in their experiences and in the re-telling of the murders. The actual killing or coup de grace [amputation right hands courtesy of Bennie's machete] with resultant exsanguinations, of course, came across to me as secondary (but for the capturing of that "last breath" needless to say).
Therein lies my problem with the book. The sexually explicit barrage of graphic details about this group of fiends was simply sickening after a point. I am not a prude and many of my favorite books are quite dark with the descriptions of the exploits of a serial killer not infrequently graphic in the extreme. However, this installment of Nasaw's tales of E.L. Pender's cases crossed a line with me. There was just enough good in this novel to counterbalance the pornography to yield a reluctant rating of 3.5. It is not one of his novels that I would recommend to a friend, at least not without a lengthy caveat.