And if you do break down, don’t open the door to anyone even if you believe they’re there to help you.
There’s a killer on the roads masquerading as a breakdown rescuer who strikes without warning. Roaming the motorways looking for his next victim, even he doesn’t know where and when his next murder will be. Andy, a young recruit to the traffic police, is determined to hunt the killer down, jeopardising his own police career in the process.
I was born and brought up in rural Sussex, three miles from the nearest shop. Childhood holidays – which lasted for weeks as my dad was a teacher – were spent in a secluded spot in the heart of Exmoor. Sitting round the campfire at night, the haunting cries of owls floating in from the blackness beyond the flames, he would read me the ghost stories of MR James. The short walk to the safety of my tent was always taken at a sprint. Books that interested me growing up? Plenty of mysteries – especially the Alfred Hitchcock and The Three Investigators series. I also loved Roahl Dahl’s Tales of the Unexpected and read plenty of Pan Horror Stories, too. Later, it was novels that gave insights into unusual minds: the twisted desires of Frederick in John Fowles’, The Collector; the tormented thoughts of Scobie in Graham Greene’s, Heart of the Matter; the violent urges of Francie in Patrick McCabe’s, Butcher Boy all had a major influence. After school and university came a series of abysmal jobs punctuated by travelling. Quite a lot of travelling, actually. Then, just after my 30th birthday, the idea for my first novel came to me. I was broken down on the hard shoulder of a motorway in the early hours of the morning, waiting for a rescue vehicle to arrive. It’s about the driver of a van who roams the roads in the dead of night, looking for stranded motorists to murder… Ideas for subsequent novels have occurred at all sorts of odd moments: glimpsing a derelict church from the window of a moving train; browsing a newspaper report about a walker who claimed he’d been attacked by a panther; half-reading a doctor’s surgery article on how some tinnitus sufferers don’t hear whistles or buzzes – they’re tormented by birdsong; listening to a radio program about a flotilla of yellow ducks that fell from a cargo ship and floated slowly across the Atlantic.
A deranged killer is stalking Britain's motorways, posing as a good Samaritan and murdering those unfortunate enough to have broken down. Just what drives this killer who, on the surface, is a law abiding family man? Then we have an emotionally stunted young man who seeks out road kill and other trophies discarded at the road's edge. The overweight, cynical and overbearing traffic police sergeant who hates his job and is counting down towards retirement. His eager and enthusiastic young trainee, so keen to impress. All come together in an explosive conclusion. An unusual tale perhaps but, highly engaging.
There's a serial killer on the highways! Masquerading as a breakdown rescuer, he strikes at random without warning. But now, the killer has a nemesis, a young traffic police recruit who's prepared to jeopardise everything in his pursuit of justice. A competent UK crime novel, interesting told from three viewpoints - that of the rookie policeman, the motorway serial killer and a 'collector' of motorway debris! 5 out of 12.
Enjoyed this book, only reason not given it 5 stars is having to remember who is the hunter, the killer and the searcher, had to remember to read the chapter heading each time. However I did enjoy it, satisfying ending, I enjoy all of this author's books.
This book is not as good as the Spicer series I nearly gave up on it but as I had paid good money for it I plodded on it did step up a gear I've read most of Chris simms books this one is definitely lacking something
None of made any sense ,There was no reason given why he killed ,and they would have known where Walker was that night by the tracking in the car !! Found it very boring ,Could have been a lot better storyline !!
Loved Pecking Order but this wasn't a patch on it ... possibly the start of Chris Simms honing his craft as The Searcher was a lovingly detailed, lonely creature who's past was told so we could understand why some people will always stand apart from the crowd. However, he neglected to do this with The Killer which is a complete mystery to me ... so why did he kill then ? Yeah, i get the usual angry 'roid rage waterboy's who are really coward's full of bluster but they don't all go out beating innocent men to death with monkey wrenches. Also, how did the red shoe end up in the lock up if she never went there & the other fell on the road ....?? Not too bad but a blessing it was short.
If you've ever been involved in a book, discovered you missed what just took place, and decided it doesn't really matter, you'll know what it was like for me with this one.
Included is a gory part and a lot of the f___ word in the protagonist's every day language.