1996 mystery, sixteenth in Muller's series about Sharon McCone,
private investigator in San Francisco. Sharon's brother-in-law,
country music star Ricky Savage, has a stalker who may be turning
nasty, just as his personal life is falling apart.
Which seems as though it's going to be more thriller than
mystery, though the obvious easy assumption about who's responsible is
(since we know we're reading a mystery) rather too obvious and taken
too readily as true. But there are many other things going on here
too, including various personal fights that are basically resolved
when the parties involved stop indulging themselves by screaming at
each other and start acting like grown-ups instead – which is good,
but without the detail that comes from real people it feels facile.
The research on the music industry and on concert security sometimes
shows through a little obviously, but it's plausibly convincing, which
is what one wants in a book like this. The personal side of things
probably wouldn't work unless one had read at least some of the prior
books to build up emotional capital; it relies on one caring about
these people and wanting the best for them.
After the previous book's international shenanigans, this feels closer
to home in spite of the glamorous background. There are appropriately
bad people, and more important appropriately mixed people, even if the
revelation of the primary villain feels as though it lacks
foreshadowing. Most significantly in terms of the plot, I couldn't
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Still, I'm continuing to enjoy this series, six years after I started
reading them (and nearly twenty years later in publication history).
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