Kincaid gets away with the magic trick of revealing the killer from the get go, since his recount of the cursed community’s back story is a riveting page turner. I’m not even a fan of true crime and yet I found myself wanting to scream at the unaware townspeople that the murderer was one of the leaders in the search committee.
Kincaid gives the court case equal flair with lawyers harboring grudges, small town animosities, and a sociopath on trial. Finally, the post script of Kincaid’s tangential brush with the case is downright bone chilling. Murder in Old Forge Pennsylvania’s suspense is so palpable that I only read it during the daylight.