In this early summer of 1703, as his world seemed poised between gun barrel and grim brawler, Matthew Corbett was all of twenty-four years old, having turned that age in the merry month of May.
Professional problem solver Matthew Corbett is back in New York after a direct confrontation with his Nemesis, the genius of crime that goes by the name of Professor Fell. The finale of The Providence Rider , taking place on the private island-lair of the evil criminal mastermind, was spectacular in an explosive fashion. I wondered what McCammon would do for an encore and I must say, I think the author made a sound choice in dealing back the tension a little. There was some danger of transforming his main character into an action super-hero, James Bond pastiche.
So Matthew has some time to regroup and consider his options. His partners at the private investigators agency in New York push him to take a vacation and accept an easy job that pays good money : escorting a rich man’s daughter to “The Sword of Damocles Ball” down Charleston way. What could possibly go wrong?
First of all, an investigative mind might wonder why such a beautiful and rich young lady would need to pay good money for an escort to a social occasion. Is Charles Town lacking in suitable young men to pay homage to such an eligible heiress? The answer comes in the shape of a wild man of a huge size and a fierce disposition who provokes Matthew to a duel to the death over the attention of the lady in question. It appears this Magnus beast of a man has already killed a couple of suitors and frightened everybody else away.
All this takes place in the opening chapter of the novel, and has little to do with the actual story, other than bringing Matthew and Magnus together, despite their initial murderous disagreement. The moral so far being that women are devious creatures and one should not rush to judge people by appearances.
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So, Matthew finishes his initial ballroom assignment and decides to strike out into the countryside to look for Magnus and get to know him better. They do this over a bottle of moonshine:
All his concerns about Professor Fell seemed very far away, out here in these woods on the edge of the Solstice River. The same also about his concerns for Berry Grisby, and his own future. He put the cup to his mouth and downed the liquor with a single swallow.
Alas, the peaceful interlude is soon interrupted by alarm bells on the nearby plantation: the young daughter of the owner is found dead of multiple stabbings and the main suspect, a young black slave she was meeting in secret, has fled up river with a couple of his family members. Matthew, who met the personable young lady earlier the same day, smells a rat and asks to inspect the body. Meanwhile, the father is in shock and the estate supervisors quickly gather a lynch mob from the nearby town to go after the runaway slaves.
Matthew and Magnus follow the angry locals in an effort to prevent the lynching, having their own suspicions about the identity of the killer. What follows is not really surprising as a murder mystery and develops along extreme survival and horror genre themes. The fugitive slaves try to hide in the unexplored territory of the River of Souls, a tributary of the main Solstice waterway.
Literally, it’s a jungle out there and the two young men would do well to heed the advice of the old granny from the plantation:
“Thing to ‘member,” said Granny Pegg. “Keep your boat in the middle of the river. If you fall into the water, get out quick. Stay quiet goin’ up, quiet as you can be. If you needs go cross-country, watch where you step for suckholes and quicksand. Snakes aplenty up in there, and poisonous as Satan’s spit. And Old Cara told me this ... If you hear a baby cryin’, keep goin’, ‘cause that’s a spirit you don’t want to see.”
Predictably, Matthew and Magnus and the rest of the posse do all the wrong things they were warned about and their numbers dwindle alarmingly fast in the most grotesque and blood drenched manner. Not all the victims fall to natural predators like alligators and snakes or deranged redskins making sport with the loose heads of their victims. The real murderer is also eliminating potential witnesses in a race down to the gates of Hell and beyond.
... and then they hear a baby crying in the jungle! It is hunting the last survivors of the river journey like a ghostly Predator.
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This was another excellent thriller/adventure/historical episode in the interesting life of Matthew Corbett. It doesn’t advance the main storyline much, other than pointing our young problem-solver towards the Old World and London, where he will probably pick up the trail of Professor Fell.
Since this episode was shorter than usual, it actually made me want to continue the series right away with the next book. I hope I will manage to fit it in once I finish the other books I’ve started.