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Thrills to the End
on 16 December 2015
The book starts with the suggestion that the job is almost over for the Police team on duty. We know that can’t be true, after all, the book is only just beginning, but for some of the team, it is most definitely over. For Matt Barnes too, it is just the beginning of the story.
It is difficult to work out who your adversary is when the only people who have seen him are either dead, so seriously injured they cannot be interviewed or simply too young to talk. Gradually as the survivors begin to recover, the team begins to be able to put some of the pieces together, but how is the person behind all of this able to keep one step ahead of the investigation and how do they know so many things which they have no business knowing? The answer is obvious and the team are able to work out the who and where and can even make a good stab at the why, so how is it that even after the problem is solved, the bad guys still know too much? This killer doesn’t care what the person who hired him knows, as long as they don’t mess him around, when he feels that they are doing just that, he gets a great deal more dangerous.
As the story progresses our observation of the action becomes less that of a voyeur and we find ourselves drawn into the story, there is scope for much breath holding and jaw clenching as people find themselves in difficult, even dangerous situations. Even when we know, almost from the outset, that Barnes is going to put himself into a dangerous situation to get close to this man, it is still hard to read of him doing just that. When a book becomes too challenging, I can usually set my mind at rest in the knowledge that the investigator has to survive but in this book you can’t even be sure of that as it seems nothing will stop this killer – he’s good, very good, and has a talent for getting in and out of guarded buildings unseen. The perpetrator is charming when it suits his purpose but otherwise is utterly unaware of anyone else’s needs or feelings unless he can make use of them to advance his own cause. He appears to be quite indignant when other people expect any sort of reciprocation of feelings. Despite his inability to relate to other people in any meaningful way, there is a neat touch in that his only real attachment is to his pet – of a species which would make most people shudder.
This is one of those books which play on in your head even after you have closed them up for the night. If one tries to put it away unfinished, the mind will just take over and try to work out what on earth is going on, it is easier to give in and read on to the end. It is a compelling read which holds the reader in thrall and thrills to the end.