"I am writing to inform you that you have been sentenced to death for a breach of your solemn promise..."
Twelve people receive that letter at the start of Reckless Justice, David Kessler's exciting thriller. They are the twelve jurors who convicted Paul Keller of raping and murdering his own daughter - Now they have started to die...
Crazed with grief and anger, Paul's technologically brilliant brother Daniel is seeking revenge on the people who did not believe what Daniel knows to be true: that Paul Keller could not be guilty of the crime.
But when Daniel is about to kill a young female juror, he finds that revenge has gone sour. Does she deserve to die? Or was she the victim of jury room bullying?
Finally he must face the fact that it was not the jury that caused his brother's death, but rather the real murderer. And that murderer has still not been caught...
Instead of singing my own praises let me quote a couple of reviews, one good, one bad:
“This magnificent novel is both intriguing and thought-provoking. Thrilling storyline aside, Kessler has neatly packed each chapter with a high degree of tension and suspense… Complex in its emotional impact… you’re forced to view the world through the eyes of a killer.” What’s On, Birmingham
"Here's a curio: a book so appallingly written, shoddily plotted and shockingly reactionary that it urges you to run a mile in the other direction. And yet at the same time, a book with all the internal momentum of a particularly grisly motorway pile-up: you know you shouldn't look but you just can't help yourself...
"In amidst Kessler's technical regurgitations it doesn't take a genius to spot that Reckless Justice is not only ridiculous, inept and psychologically shallow, but morally moribund into the bargain. The feeble-minded condoning of vigilantism evidenced by the conclusion would be offensive could Kessler string a half-decent sentence together...
"A shockingly bad book then, but one laced with such guilty pleasures ... that one almost feels able to commend it to your attention." Gerald Houghton, The Edge