This is a fine adventure novel. The author's pacing is very uneven because it is uncertain at times whether he is seeking to write a great heist story, a whodunit, or a survival thriller. This pacing causes the reader some mental whiplash as the author bobs and weaves between the genre, never quite getting the mix quite right.
All three of the interwoven genres are written well. In other words, when the author moves into survival thriller mode (in which someone seeks to survive against impossible odds) that mode is very well written and very, very exciting. When the author is in whodunit mode, and the sheriff is seeking to put pieces of the mystery together-- that is also well written. The problem is in the switchovers between the two styles, just not so smooth. It is almost as if he had two ideas for two novels and tried to mold them together.
There are some very clever ideas in this one. The method of the initial heist is so clever and well-though out. Sadly, the lead villain's cleverness seems to fade away to a simple heist, a simple plan that takes little imagination.
I've read several Pearson, though this is the first of this series. I don't like the backstory of the deputy and the sheriff's soon-to-be ex-wife... I found that to be convoluted and stupid. I don't really care about the trauma between the sheriff and his father. Normally, I would consider this in depth characterization, but in this case it just sort of got in the way of the action, which by this point, Pearson was whipping to a fever pitch and throwing cold towels on it with the Father stuff.