Hugo Berenson has spent a lifetime hunting down ex-Nazis and bringing them to justice. Now in his 60s, with a legendary career behind him, he’s gone to ground in Jersey City, living a quiet and anonymous life. Just another old man on a park bench.
When a nine-year-old girl goes missing, and when the authorities barely raise a finger to find her, the panic-stricken mother seeks out Hugo Berenson. A hunter renowned for tracking his prey. For never giving up.
Helping Rosa find her child didn’t make sense. I was done. Slow. Old. Only minimally interested in my fellow man. The thing is, I’d spent a lifetime hunting men to bring them to justice. It was a hunt of retribution. Many years of it. I’d never hunted someone to save them.
Evil flows – from Dachau to the alleys of Jersey City. One man will stem the tide. Gray Hunter.
I admit I have a thing for Nazi hunters. They are the ne plus ultra of heroes, in my book. But pairing Hugo with a young, gay Latinx was an absolute stroke of genius that I didn’t expect. The story is not only believable but also unpredictable. Few authors handle well so many twists in such a short book. This is a thought-provoking piece, too. All of us who have struggled with our pasts can find in “Gray Hunter” fascinating questions. I can’t recommend this book enough. Best of all? You can read it in a couple of hours but you’ll never forget it.