This is what I like to see. Fast-paced action, a twist or two to put us off balance just when we think we've figured everything out, and bold philosophical independence that infuses the text with purpose and character. Andrew Klavan's The Last Thing I Remember kicks off a series that could get even better as the author hones his writing for the young-adult set. No time is wasted before pushing us into the middle of the action as Charlie West wakes up alone in a room, tied to a chair, his torso bloodied from an assortment of torture tools on a nearby rack. With no idea how he got here, Charlie hears a discussion out in the hall. One of the voices orders Charlie killed, and just that fast, he has only seconds to live.
"And the truth is, there may come a time when even the most peaceful man alive has to fight or else something truly evil will happen."
—The Last Thing I Remember, P. 37
Straining at the ropes that bind him, Charlie tries to recall everything that happened yesterday. He finished a report for school and turned it in; gave a karate demonstration in front of his school, including Beth Summers, the girl he wanted to impress more than anyone; he went to karate class and conversed with Sensei Mike about his own ambition to be an Air Force pilot; then he had a heated exchange with Alex Hauser, who used to be his best friend before Alex changed. After going to bed, the next thing Charlie remembers is being in this chair. What happened? There's no time for further contemplation, only instinctive action in the face of death. Operating on adrenaline alone, Charlie evades the two brutish thugs come to administer a lethal injection. Bullets ricochet as he sprints toward a black square he hopes is a painted window, his only chance of escape.
Armed and vicious, Charlie's tormentors stalk him through the woods. He's weak from blood loss and hunger, but a few lucky breaks allow him to avoid immediate recapture. Now he wonders: can he contact his parents without placing them in jeopardy? Why did killers abduct him in the first place, and what reason could they have for exterminating him? If only Charlie could remember what happened between the ecstasy of the previous day—the first time he ever made headway getting close to Beth—and the chamber of horrors he awoke into today. It's the stuff of nightmares, but Charlie won't wake up from this safe and healthy in bed. One mistake on the lam from his cold-eyed pursuers and he, his family, and friends could all suffer.
"It's all right to have butterflies in your stomach...but you've got to make them fly in formation."
—Sensei Mike, The Last Thing I Remember, P. 44
There are people out there who know exactly what transpired during Charlie's memory gap. The truth is bleaker than Charlie realizes, and it's a matter of time before it catches up to him. How did a teenager who stays out of trouble and loves his country and God get in such a mess? Parts of the hidden story are revealed, but we'll have to wait for subsequent novels before the picture develops entirely. To survive that long, Charlie must act with uncommon courage to thwart an assassination he may have set in motion, knowing that if he succeeds in saving the man's life, Charlie's only reward will be a grimmer future than ever. Is there any reclaiming the good life that was his before everything imploded?
"Never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy."
—Winston Churchill, quoted on P. 26 of The Last Thing I Remember
Forgetting what led him to the torture room at the start of this book is a bad sign, but Charlie has no idea how blighted his memory truly is. The more that comes to light, the worse his future looks. As crisis after crisis beats on his bones, it's tempting to give in to his accusers, who would love to persecute Charlie more. It takes a supreme act of will to even swim feebly against the current of everyone opposing him. "It can be crazy hard. To keep your faith, to keep going. It can be harder than I ever would have imagined. Sometimes things happen to you, really bad things that aren't fair, things that make you feel so terrible you're not even sure who you are anymore or whether you're right or wrong, good or bad. Sometimes you feel like there's no one to turn to, and you're all alone and so scared you can hardly move and so tired you just want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep forever." How do you transcend those who shout you down, putting yourself in position to win in the longterm? The voices speaking on your behalf may be few, but tuning out hateful people and listening to ones who truly know you is the only way to fend off destruction. Charlie has a few of those voices to bolster his wavering faith in himself, reminding him he may not be the monster his antagonists claim he is. "You're a better man than you know," a mysterious stranger whispers before providing a crucial assist. "I still believe in you. I still love you," someone much closer to Charlie says, in spite of the accusations against him. This spurs Charlie to keep running, to resist apprehension even though most of the world has no doubt he deserves every awful thing he has coming to him. "I knew that no matter how confusing things get, how many voices are shouting lies, how many wrong turns you take, how many dead ends you run into, there is always, always the truth to find, always the truth somewhere, burning, shining." If anything can reverse the course of Charlie's ordeal, it's the truth. But will Charlie like what he finds when he discovers that truth?
It takes time for The Last Thing I Remember to heat up, but once it does, the writing blurs into an exciting story that improves as it goes. I'll definitely read book two, The Long Way Home, to find out the truth behind Charlie's captivity and what led stone-cold killers to do that to him. It's scary to think a regular guy could be snatched out of his life and dropped into a hellhole with little hope that things will get better. Andrew Klavan is a skilled thinker and storyteller; I'd rate The Last Thing I Remember two and a half stars, but the decision to round up to three rather than down was fairly easy. I look forward to resuming the series soon.