Three murders – each a year apart. Each victim kidnapped on Christmas Eve, their brutalized bodies found a week later; each killed by two bullets to the brain, their mouths stuffed with chicken feathers.
The possibility of catching a serial killer is the bait used by Detective Superintendent Henry Christie’s chief constable to lure him away from his planned Christmas festivities. Henry could have said no – but if there’s one thing he can’t refuse, it’s the chance to bring a murderer to book. In his thirty years with the Lancashire constabulary, Henry Christie has never known a case like this. What he couldn’t anticipate was that he would be stretched to the limit both personally and professionally. Unexpectedly stepping into a blood-soaked turf war raging between two local crime families, Henry soon finds himself slap-bang in the middle of a violent situation where his own life is also on the line.
This is the first novel I've read in the Henry Christie series and I read it for a Goodreads group to which I belong.
There are many characters and names to remember so I had to go back and see who was who a time or two, but the writing moves along nicely and the need to know "who done it" makes a person want to keep reading. Once in a while the story becomes almost too unbelievable, but I figure that's what makes it novel. Right?
Towards the end of the book, it becomes crystal clear who the really bad guy is so there wasn't a lot of surprise at the ending. There is a definite twist though.
One thing I've thought about NOT mentioning is that DCI Christie thinks about the appearance of almost every woman in the book and not because they're suspects or because he's investigating them. I thought about not mentioning it because it doesn't take away from the story and I don't claim to be a feminist, but it did make me stop and think about it every time someone's beauty or lack of beauty was mentioned. Maybe this is the way a lot of men think and him being a policeman, he's trained to take in every detail and always be on the lookout for criminals sooooooo. I don't claim to be a feminist but even at this point I can't stop thinking about it.
It's a good story, I like Henry Christie, his girlfriend, and Rik, and a few others, so I would recommend this to a friend.
It took me awhile to read. I was ok and not really something I particularly liked. I was sad at one point to see how a person’s childhood was and understood why he became that type of guy.. The last chapter is really only the best part of this book.