A serial killer has struck for the third time in Athens, Ohio and the FBI sends in it’s most talented profiler, Agent Violet Darger. Although still a novice, Darger’s boss also sends her to Ohio to “babysit” the vet agent heading the investigation. Although he wrote a book about serial murderers, apparently Agent Loshak is a slacker when it comes to paperwork and communication. When Darger arrives, she brings attitude and a haunted past. She also has the tendency to cause colossal eye-rolling screw-ups that make you yell at the book.
The book is not original in plot or character, but it was still engaging. There are some twists tossed in but it’s a familiar storyline: agent profiles and tracks killer, local law is not exactly thrilled but they cooperate, killer is introduced and is creepy, chemical reaction between agent and hot detective, agent screws up, vet agent steps in to save investigation (ask me how mad I was when that occurred), killer gets desperate, red herrings and more red herrings, agent faces off with killer…nothing new.
Except, while the authors have made Darger a hardass, they have also given her a soft side, one that is compassionate and sympathetic towards the victims. Sometimes it was a bit overboard on the heart of gold but it was nice to read about a hardass with a heart. I liked her relationship with the hot Detective Luck and his Luckmobile; sufficiently prickly and sexy. The killer is definitely broken and irredeemable, his narrative is in present tense, and I wouldn’t want to be his neighbor.
But, I have to be honest, while I really liked the book there were some elements that drove me crazy. The authors truly did not have to tell me every single move a character made to get from their car to the hotel room or narrate every detail involved in the singular task of opening a laptop or, worse, describe the nuances of a cop taking a stinky dump in a gas station bathroom. Twice. I was extremely annoyed vet Agent Loshak was missing for about 99% of the investigation but when Darger is duped, almost derailing the investigation, he shows up to finally do his job and “save” her butt. (A low point in the book, in my book.) And, I’ve got to know, are there ANY FBI/cop/mystery novels out there where the MALE protagonist forgets his cell, in a huff mind you, to go out and impulsively chase the bad guy?? And towards the end, I did find myself skimming over the killer's lengthy inner conversations with himself about how screwed up he is. Trust me, we caught on about 400 pages ago.
Anyhow, I do like Agent Violet Darger, there is something engaging about her and will pick up the next book in the series. Maybe she’ll remember her cell phone next time.