Jack Carpenter has been haunted by the disappearance of Naomi Dunn since he witnessed her abduction 18 years ago. Now an ex-cop who assists the police in finding missing children, he is suddenly pulled back on the case full time when the same man abducts one of his daughter’s college basketball teammates. The man is a giant, estimated at six-foot-ten and 350 pounds, and has a small man for an accomplice. Chasing across Florida after the kidnappers with his loyal Australian shepherd Buster, Jack follows a series of clues and has several close calls with the villains. Along the way, he assists in several other cases that come across his path, sometimes rubbing his friends the wrong way but always coming through.
The characters were personable, the story was intriguing, and the action was fairly constant, but I did have a couple of complaints. Jack had a couple of very close calls attempting to rescue his daughter’s friend, but he allowed her to slip through his fingers a couple of times through frustrating inaction. After the second time it happened, followed by Jack’s attention being briefly diverted elsewhere on another case, I began to notice a pattern developing. I’m also not sure if irony was intended when, in one breath Jack admonishes that it’s every citizen’s duty to report to the police and then get out of the way while they do their job, then in the next wryly observes that cops are basically useless. These minor things aside, this was a page turner of a thriller with a story that had me hooked from the start. I found Jack Carpenter and his sidekick Buster to be likeable, too, though Jack goes a bit overboard on down-on-his-luck-ex-cop clichés. I’ve been a fan of Swain’s Tony Valentine series for a couple of years, and it was fun to see him make a cameo appearance. As usual, Swain delivers a high-quality, page-turning thriller that I can comfortably recommend.