“But they all died different ways!”
“Ray was struck by lightning, Quentin was killed by a shovel, Ruben killed himself, and Anna was hit by a car!”
Try to imagine what might happen if a perverted topologist managed to conjoin two Möbius strips made of blank paper, twisted them up and tied them into an intractable Gordian knot, then asked an author to prepare several stories on what, at first blush, appeared to be different pieces of paper. A district attorney’s wife is killed by a hit-and-run driver; a family watches in shocked horror as their domestic abuser is blasted off a mountain by an errant lightning strike during a storm; and, an overbearing, grieving father, is killed with the shovel used to exhume his son’s barely cold body. Of course, the author will soon discover that the paper has but one side and she is forced into joining the plots into a single story in which the characters constantly seem to be bumping up against one another by virtue of the twists and turns in a most complex knot.
Then there are the romantic entanglements. One of the participants, to be sure, is a thoroughgoing bitch but at least it can be said that she’s consistent and predictable. The rest might be described as confused, sophomoric, juvenile and, at times, downright, self-entitled and narcissistic. Nobody seems to be able to even define what it is they expect or want in a relationship let alone getting as far as deciding that romance and love also involve giving and sacrificing.
All of that said, while the story strays well beyond the bounds of credibility, somehow OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE manages to hold itself together and become a readable and enjoyable legal and police procedural drama, if not a gripping or compulsive thriller. And, truth be told, I’d be interested in following the series to see how Perri O’Shaughnessy resolves the loose ends of the erstwhile on-again, off-again relationship between Nina Reilly and her investigator, Paul van Wagoner.
Paul Weiss