Robert K. Tanenbaum may not be great writer. His sense of story is fairly good, as is his will to engage and entertain. However Tanenbaum's plots are filled with contrivances, and his prose itself is too direct and explanatory in its approach, and his conflicts are too readily resolved. These flaws chipped away at whatever greatness there might have been in "Malice," Karp's 18th novel in his Butch Karp/Marlene Ciampi series.
Using the unjust trail without due process of Sir Walter Raleigh as a theme, Tanenbaum takes on malicious foes who believe that they are above the law, and do what ever it takes to serve their own individual needs and wants. In "Malice," NY District Attorney Butch Karp, his lethal weapon security expert wife Marlene Ciampi, and his medium-like, savant polyglot daughter Lucy have their hands full with the secret powerful Sons of Man terrorist group, a corrupt university president, a myriad of assassins, and a neo-Nazi group based in Idaho. As crazy at it sounds, "Malice" features an attempted murder, a cafe bombing, an arson attack on a bookstore, a a ferry hijacking, and an assassination attempt on a U.S. Senator...and somehow it all ties together.
Sure, Karp is approached by Mikey O'Toole, the brother of an old college friend who has been unjustly fired and blackballed from his college baseball coach position by his Idaho university president, as well as the ACAA. Somehow even THAT is conveniently connected somehow to the Sons of Man...who turns out help finance a hate-filled neo-Nazi militia in Idaho. And it just so happens that a man Marlene meets in Idaho has a tragic story that happens to connect to that very same university president who unjustly fired Mikey O'Toole. And it just so happens that Lucy Karp overhears a conversation that explicitly spells out who the obvious target would be for the St. Patrick's Day assassination attempt. It's all just too much.
In addition to all that, the "takedown" of the mysterious evil Sons of Man mastermind behind the St. Patrick's Cathedral attack, Jamys Kellagh, was just too easy for anybody's good. I can't stand it when writers smarten up, then later dumb-down their antagonists whenever its convenient. So much for a "criminal mastermind." Worse, Tanenbaum has Kellagh (aka John Ellis) spell out his evil plan so that a kindergartener could understand it. Yuck.
Look, "Malice" is not without its merits, and was in general somewhat entertaining. Yet the novel is about 50 pages too long (those chapters with Lucy and Jojola in New Mexico just went on and on), and overstays its welcome by the end. The contrivances were pushed to to the limit with Tanenbaum's story, making the payoff at the end only marginally satisfying.