Truly one of the worst books I've ever read all the way through. Cliched, rife with adverbs and cardboard cutout villains and heroes. The women, though. The WOMEN. They are: the nagging wife, the "perfectly groomed, blonde, vacuous reporter," the stripper, the centerfolds, the chain-smoking tough-but-matronly sheriff's department switchboard operator/secretary, the girlfriend who spends too much money on credit cards and time in Internet chat rooms, the screaming and helpless cheerleader, and the innocent little girl whose narrative purpose is to prop up her daddy's hero status. Did I miss one? Oh, yes, the one who is mistakenly kidnapped and repeatedly threatened with rape. (There are at least four women who are raped or threatened with rape in this book, and every villain but one- the one whose sister was raped, of course- is just dying to do some raping.) I guess the endless references to the centerfolds wallpapering the hunting shack count as women too?
So, yes, huge fail in terms of doing any justice to female characters. Then there are the villains. Aside from the aforementioned brother-of-rape-victim, all the bad guys are 100% in for any and all mayhem, including gang rape, murder, and hurting children, with no compunction. It seems this small-time band of crooks goes from zero to 60 in no time, crime-wise, with absolutely no real motivation. (Unless you believe that these guys would seriously be so incredibly motivated by revenge for their fallen scumbag that they would commit a series of heinous crimes with gleeful determination and absolutely no regard for the consequences to them, which I didn't.)
I listened to this book on Audible and the reader's "female" voices were an insult and his "Indian doctor" was downright offensive. Don't know if the writer actually wrote out the "Indian" accent, but the Tonto-speak (DIFFERENT INDIAN, Bobby Cole) was really over the top. Additional funtimes occur when a fellow sheriff calls our bumbling African American "main" sheriff "son" and no one even blinks.