2019 SF/mystery; sixtieth (roughly, or 49th novel) of J. D. Robb's In
Death series (SF police procedurals). Someone's torturing and killing
abusive men.
Which, well, yeah. Robb tries to sell the virtues of the police
over vigilantism, a theme that's come up before in this series, by
making sure that as the female victims of the deceased rapist are
discovered they get appropriate help; but one can't help noticing that
until Dallas turned up nobody else was doing that for them. And she
can't be everywhere.
This story falls into the usual In Death pattern of using
science-fictional details basically for window-dressing; in spirit
it's much more like a sci-fi police TV show than like an SF police
novel. (And in case of any doubt, I'm talking Space Precinct more
than Star Cops.)
One problem is that we get a thing I particularly dislike in
mysteries, the killer's-eye view. (At least this time it isn't women
who are being abducted and tortured, nor does the narrative go into
leering detail.) There are various potential false trails, but about
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it's a matter of waiting for Dallas first to catch up and then to get
her legal ducks in a row to get a warrant (on a frankly desperately
flimsy excuse).
Yeah, all right, reading Rules of Prey has sensitised me even more
than I was before, and this is a common problem with a lot of police
stories: it's all very well to say that it's fine to break the rules a
bit so that good cops can heroically rescue people in the nick of
time, but in the real world not all cops are good. I can see myself as
a falsely-accused victim of dodgy policing much more easily than I can
see myself as a heroic copper or as a rescued victim of crime. But at
least here the rule-breaking is fairly minor.
There are also inconsistencies that just don't quite fit together,
such as the often-repeated assertion that someone killing for
emotional reasons will save the victim with the most importance to
them for last. This killer doesn't do that, and nobody ever looks into
why that might be, so why say it? And there was also a significant
stumbling-block in an early chapter: if you suspect you're dealing
with a rape victim who's taken bloody revenge on her attacker, "Hell
hath no fury" is really not the right quote. Yeah, I know it's an
established thing in this series that Dallas gets common slang phrases
wrong, but it's also an established thing that people call her on it,
and nobody does; I think Robb just didn't think of the meaning of the
quote, and that threw me entirely out of immersion.
Someone clearly reminded Robb that, since Dallas is something of a
celebrity with films being made about her, people should have heard of
her. So the first two lots of people she goes to interrogate say "oh,
come on, you're obviously my friend having a laugh by pretending to be
the Big Name Cop"… and then it never happens again.
While I like the series I didn't enjoy this book as much as I have
most of the other recent entries.
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