"Sixkill" is a final treat for fans of Robert B Parker and of the Spenser series in particular. It is Parker's fourth book to be published posthumously and while his literary estate has reportedly decided to engage other writers to continue the Spenser and Jesse Stone series, this is definitely the last from the master's pen.
When I was a child, my father recounted the same bedtime story to me every night. Despite its predictability, I looked forward to its every word. There was something magically pleasurable and deeply comforting in its familiarity. So too it has become with Parker's books. The plots, the characters and the dialogue are all utterly predictable but yet they are a pleasure to read, comforting too.
"Sixkill" conforms to this pattern. As usual, Spenser gets fired by his intolerable client (in this book, a horribly obese but popular movie star) early in the case but decides to investigate anyway. The case involves the death of a college age girl with a dysfunctional family background. Spenser's probing comes close to exposing the secrets of evil men. They decide to eliminate him. They fail. Many of the usual characters make their bow: Lieutenant Quirk, Rita Fiore, Henry Cimino, Tony Marcus and various hit-men from earlier books. Spenser has the usual self-definitional dialogue with Susan, who, despite her doctorate in psychology from Harvard (how do you know someone went to Harvard? They tell you) pretends not to have figured out the Big Man - but we know by now that this is merely part of their courtship dance. Hawk is not present; he is still off on some hazardous mission in the Former Soviet Union - or East Bumf*** as Quirk prefers to put it.
Spenser is a marvellous creation, a modern knight. This is hardly a coincidence. Early in his career, Parker was a professor of literature specializing in classic detective fiction. As he signals in this book with his references to "Le Morte d'Arthur," he very much sees the Chandlerian detective as the modern equivalent of the mediaeval knight. The Detective is defined by what he does and acts according to a code of chivalry that is his very essence. It is impossible to conceive of him doing anything else or behaving outside the code.
Throughout his work, Parker explores his idea of the Detective by introducing types of Spenser, other warriors who are similarly self defined but who follow a variant of the code. Hawk is an example. In this book we have Z. Sixkill. Z is a failed college football player and - following an encounter with Spenser - a failed bodyguard. As with many of Parker's characters he comes from a minority: he is a Cree Indian. Spenser sees, according to Susan, something of his younger self in the depressed brave and adopts him, teaching him to get fit, to box and to shoot, and to think, to interpret the code and to talk like, well, Spenser. Perhaps had Parker lived he would have created a series for Z.
Spenser's closing line in "Sixkill" is "I got into my car and drove west." Into the sunset. We shall miss him.