I enjoy reading thrillers, but they are not the staple of my escape reading diet. Even within the genre, I enjoy Dale Brown and Larry Bond more than Tom Clancy, and much prefer Michael Connelly’s and Robert Crais’ thrillers launched from the skeletons of mysteries to pure thrillers. Yet, I found Joseph Finer’s Vanished to be a page turner. The book, along with the second in the Nick Heller series of novels was given to me, and it’s a good thing. If it had been shelved in a bookstore alongside its companion novel co-written with Lee Childs, I wouldn’t have touched it. As it is, I’ll probably keep reading Finder’s novels, but skip that collaboration.
With the bias out front, if not out of the way, let me explain why I enjoy Heller and despise Reacher as protagonists. Reacher is a bully. He seems to delight in violence for violence’s sake. Heller is an investigator who is competent with violence but doesn’t seek it out. Heller’s motivation is to help others, even if it’s primarily to help those that he likes. Though Heller is very different than my personality and faith values, he is interesting enough to engender empathy in me. I have never felt that with Reacher.
Sorry for that self-indulgent summary. Vanished is a fascinating book because the prologue seems like a set-up for a missing person’s case. Then, one shifts gear to an air freight con that ends up being much more. Then, one senses that there is corporate intrigue in the warp and woof of the missing person saga. Information drips out as the pace of crystalizing honey, even as Heller is operating at full speed. And, the information keeps changing the picture faster than the turn of a kaleidoscope. Some of the twists are predictable; others are surprising. In my rubric, that’s the right balance for enticing me to keep turning pages.
Even with Heller’s capacity for empathy toward victims and his concern for justice, he is sometimes callously indifferent to the collateral damage he causes. He coerces people into dangerous or damaging situations for the benefit of solving his conundrum without due consideration for the consequences to them. In all fairness, he cleans up the damage to the best of his ability, but the tendency was concerning to me.
That tendency was not nearly as concerning to me as the main plot which built upon the incestuous relationships between government interests, corporate interests, national security contractors, and professional “fixers” (think of some of the uglier moments in the Scandal or U.S. House of Cards television series and then, take it up a notch). Beyond that, nothing is as it seems. Indeed, one section of the novel is introduced with a line from Goethe: “We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves.” (p. 403)
Vanished introduces an interesting premise, twists it like all those cables which became snake nests in the days before wireless, and offers a pay-off that seems appropriate for justice but hollow enough for realism. In addition to getting entirely hooked on the story, I enjoyed the references to comic books and graphic novels. Joseph Finder seemed incredibly literate regarding them. I was impressed, even when I found out that he had help from veteran comic author Brian Azzarello of DC Comics fame (p. 465). I recommend Vanished high enough that even though I think it would make a good film, I find it significantly richer and more satisfying as a novel.