In 2002, 11 year old Shawn Hornbeck was kidnapped just half a mile from his home. For four and a half years, he was held captive by his kidnapper, who passed him off as his son and lived with him in an apartment within a hour's drive of Shawn's home. Shawn had internet access, and a cell phone. He had friends, went out, once even called the police about a stolen bike. A few times, people even told Shawn he looked like pictures of him they saw on television or posters, but he denied it. The kidnapper was finally caught when he kidnapped another young boy, and the case became a media sensation, the facts being so bizarre. As the book puts it, "the curious nature of the case fascinated the public."
Nonetheless, although the book has a fascinating subject, it is far less interesting than one would hope. It is poorly written, full of cliches, atrocious alliteration and purple prose. Samples: pedophilic perversion, monster man, violent vices, lascivious lair, looming lunatic. I could, unfortunately go on at much greater length, but you get the point. The bottom line is: good subject, bad book.