As usual, it didn't take long to finish the latest in the Jesse Stone series - I'd estimate somewhere around three hours all told, in fact. Some of that I'll chalk up to all the short sentences (think: "Yep." "Nope." "I do."), each of which, as is book-writing protocol, starts a new paragraph. A single conversation between hero Jesse Stone and a single other character, then, easily can use up an entire page.
I must say, though, that author Michael Brandman has captured the essence of the late Robert B. Parker's style (as he did in the earlier Robert B. Parker's Killing the Blues). I'll even go far enough to say that he does it better than Ace Atkins, who was chosen by the Parker family to carry on Parker's highly successful Spenser series. Even though Jesse always seems to me to be Spenser in cowboy boots, there are differences - and, IMHO, Brandman does a better job of picking up on them. That's no accident, I'm sure, since he either co-wrote or supervised writing of eight of the Jesse Stone movies that starred Tom Selleck. In any event, he knows the drill.
In this one, Stone first has a run-in with a belligerent teenager who insists on texting while driving even though it's illegal (how's that for keeping things current). Since she's the spoiled child of wealthy, well-connected parents, Stone is forced to deal with the politics of small-town Paradise, Massachusetts, as well. Then, when a motion picture company brings a production to town, Stone is charged with solving a related murder. In between, he uncovers a long-standing scheme to overcharge Paradise residents for water.
Does everything get resolved in the end? This is Jesse Stone, for goodness sake, so the only thing left somewhat in the wind is Stone's not-so-vague feelings of discontent and loneliness. All in all, the book is a fun experience - if nothing else, it's a good way to wile away a Saturday night when you've got nothing else to do.