Copper River (Cork O'Connor Series #6)
  • Copper River (Cork O'Connor Series #6)
  • Copper River (Cork O'Connor Series #6)

Copper River (Cork O'Connor Series #6)

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by William Kent Krueger

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Two-time Anthony Award-winning author William Kent Krueger has "moved to the head of the crime fiction class" (Chicago Sun-Times) with his gripping series featuring Sheriff Cork O'Connor. In Copper River, Cork is running for his life -- and straight into a murderous conspiracy involving teenage runaways.

Desperately avoiding the clutches of

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Two-time Anthony Award-winning author William Kent Krueger has "moved to the head of the crime fiction class" (Chicago Sun-Times) with his gripping series featuring Sheriff Cork O'Connor. In Copper River, Cork is running for his life -- and straight into a murderous conspiracy involving teenage runaways.

Desperately avoiding the clutches of professional hit men who have already put a bullet in his leg, Cork finds sanctuary outside the small Michigan town of Bodine. But while he's hiding out in an old resort owned by his cousin Jewell DuBois, a bitter widow with a fourteen-year-old son named Ren, the body of a young girl surfaces along the banks of the Copper River -- and then another teenager vanishes. Instead of thwarting his assassins, Cork focuses on tracking a ring of killers who prey on innocent children -- before anyone else falls victim. But as his deadly followers close in, Cork realizes he's made an error any good man might make -- and it may be his last.

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"Believable, complicated characters and strong writing. . . . Sympathetic and moving." — The Star Tribune (Minneapolis)

"This series gets darker and more elegantly written with every book." — Booklist

"William Kent Krueger may just be the best pure suspense novelist working today." — Bill Pronzini, author of the Nameless Detective series and Blue Lonesome

Publishers Weekly
On the run from anonymous contract killers, ex-sheriff Cork O'Connor goes to ground in a remote corner of Michigan's Upper Peninsula in Krueger's subdued sixth thriller. In the 10 days since the end of Mercy Falls (2005), Cork has picked up a gunshot wound to the leg. His widowed veterinarian cousin, Jewell DuBois, is able to install a Penrose drain, leaving Cork largely immobilized. Cork's friend, security specialist Dina Willner, appears to watch his back, yet most of the plot shifts away from potential shootouts with hit men to Jewell's 13-year-old son, Ren; Ren's tomboy pal, Charlie; and the corpse of a teenage girl found floating in the Copper River. As usual, Krueger conveys a solid sense of place, the woodlands near the shore of Lake Superior, northwest out of Marquette, "where scenes from Anatomy of a Murder had been filmed." But the segue to the familiar children-in-peril theme feels like a cop-out, especially since the previous, superior novel had primed readers for something more intense and harrowing. (Aug.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
On the run from contract killers, ex-sheriff Cork O'Connor (Mercy Falls) hides out at his cousin Jewell's place in Bodine, MI, where she treats his gunshot wound. He cannot stay hidden for long. Someone is murdering area teenagers, and then the father of his nephew's best friend is killed, and Jewell is the prime suspect. Joined by Chicago security consultant Dina Willnert, Cork races to solve these crimes before he is found by the hired killers. Anthony Award winner Krueger never writes simple plots, instead mixing action and suspense with a thoughtfulness that highlights the underlying motivation. His style and sense of place will appeal to fans of Steve Hamilton and John Sanford. He lives in St. Paul, MN. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
That paragon among lawmen, the Sheriff of Tamarack County, Minn., starts his sixth adventure on the run. There's a price on Cork O'Connor's estimable head, put there by a man who thinks Cork killed his son. He didn't, but that's an old story (Mercy Falls, 2005). Now he's holed up in tiny (pop. 1,207), out-of-the-way Bodine, Mich., because certain acquisitive hit men are hungry for a $500,000 bounty. The bullet they put in his leg has been extracted by Cousin Jewell DuBois. Cousin Jewel, a nurse, doesn't much like Cousin Cork, but in the Upper Peninsula, family rules. Widowed Jewel's son Ren, 14, is the only friend of Charlie, who'd be a good kid, too, if only she were parented by Jewel instead of the abusive drunk who actually is her father. When someone beats the old man to death, she's the obvious suspect. Her flight sets in motion a chain of events that leads to the discovery of a grisly, monstrous conspiracy aimed at girls like Charlie. Naturally, the fugitive sheriff corks his own woes and takes on Charlie's. No one will be surprised when selflessness and virtue, not hit men, are rewarded. Lots of backstory, lots of marking time and, at the end, a flurry of overplotting.

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Copper River

A Cork O'Connor Mystery
By William Kent Krueger


Copyright © 2006 William Kent Krueger
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0743278402

Chapter 1

Henry Meloux, the old Ojibwe Mide, might tell the story this way.

He might begin by saying that the earth is alive, that all things on it -- water, air, plants, rocks, even dead trees -- have spirit. In the absence of wind, the grass still trembles. On days when the clouds are dense as gray wool, flowers still understand how to track the sun. Trees, when they bend, whisper to one another. In such a community of spirits, nothing goes unnoticed. Would not the forest, therefore, know that a child is about to die?

She is fourteen years, nine months, twenty-seven days old. She has never had a period, never had a boyfriend, never even had a real date. She has never eaten in a restaurant more formal than McDonald's. She has never seen a city larger than Marquette, Michigan.

She cannot remember a night when she wasn't awakened by nightmares, some dreamed, many horribly real. She cannot remember a day she was happy, although she has always been hopeful that she might find happiness, discover it like a diamond in the dust at her feet. Through all the horror of her life, she has, miraculously, held to that hope.

Until now.

Now, though she is only fourteen, she is about to die. And she knows it.

Somewhere among the trees below her, the man she calls Scorpio is coming for her.

She cringes behind a pile of brush in the middle of a clear-cut hillside studded with stumps like gravestones. The morning sun has just climbed above the tops of the poplar trees that outline the clearing. The chill bite of autumn is in the air. From where she crouches high on the hill, she can see the gleam of Lake Superior miles to the north. The great inland sea beckons, and she imagines sailing away on all that empty blue, alone on a boat taking her toward a place where someone waits for her and worries, a place she has never been.

She shivers violently. Before fleeing, she grabbed a thin brown blanket, which she wrapped around her shoulders. Her feet are bare, gone numb in the long, cold night. They bleed, wounded during her flight through the woods, but she no longer feels any pain. They've become stones at the end of her ankles.

In the trees far below, a dog barks, cracking the morning calm. The girl focuses on a place two hundred yards distant where, half an hour earlier, she'd emerged from the forest and started to climb the logged-over hillside. An hour after dawn, Scorpio's dog had begun baying. When she heard the hungry sound, she knew he'd got hold of her scent. What little hope she'd held to melted instantly. After that, it was a frantic run trying to stay ahead.

Scorpio steps from the shadow of the trees. He's like a whip, thin and cruel and electric in the sunlight. She can see the glint off the blue barrel of the rifle he cradles. Snatch, his black and tan German shepherd, pads before him, nose to the earth, tracking her through the graveyard of stumps. Scorpio scans the hillside above. She thinks she can see him smile, a gash of white.

There is no sense in hiding now. In a few minutes, Scorpio will be on her. Grasshopper quick, she pops from the blind of brush and sprints toward the hilltop. Her senseless feet thud against the hard earth. She lets the blanket fall to the ground, leaves it behind her. Starved for sunlight, the skin of her face and arms looks bleached. Beneath her thin, dirty T-shirt her breasts are barely formed, but the small, fleshy mounds rise and fall dramatically as she sucks air in desperate gasps. Behind her, the dog begins a furious barking. He has seen the prey.

She crests the hill and comes to a dead end. Before her the ground falls away, a sheer drop two hundred feet to a river that's a rush of white water between jagged rocks. There is no place left to run. She casts a frenzied eye back. Scorpio lopes toward her with Snatch in the lead. To her left and right, there is only the ragged lip of the cut across the hill.

Only one way for her to go now: down.

The face of the cliff below is a rugged profile offering handholds and small ledges. There are also tufts of brush that cling tenaciously to the stone, rooted in tiny fissures. She spies a shelf ten feet below, barely wider than her foot, but it is enough. She kneels and lowers herself over the edge. Clinging to the brush and the rough knobs of stone that punctuate the cliff, she begins her descent.

The rock scrapes her skin, leaves her arms bleeding. Her toes stretch for a foothold but, numbed, feel almost nothing. Weakened by an ordeal that has gone on longer than she can remember, her strength threatens to fail her, but she does not give up. She has never given up. Whatever the horror in front of her, she has always faced it and pushed ahead. This moment is no different. She wills a place to stand. Her feet find support, a few inches of flat rock on which she eases herself down.

"Come on, sweet thing. Come on back up."

Scorpio's voice is reasonable, almost comforting. She lifts her face. He's smiling, bone-white teeth between thin, bloodless lips. Beside him, the dog snarls and snaps, foam dripping from his purple gums.

"Hush!" Scorpio orders. "Sit."

Snatch obeys.

"Come on, now. Time to end this foolishness."

He lays down his rifle, bends low, and offers his hand.

In the quiet while she considers, she presses herself to the cliff where the stone still holds the cold of night. She can hear far below the hiss and roiling of the white water.

"We'll go back to the cabin," Scorpio says. "Have a little breakfast. Bet you're hungry. Now, doesn't that sound better than running over these woods, ruining those pretty little feet, freezing your ass off?"

He bends lower. His outstretched hand pushes nearer, a hand that has offered only humiliation and pain. On his wrist is a tattoo, a large black scorpion, the reason for the name she has given him in her thinking. She eyes his hairy knuckles, then looks into his face, which at the moment appears deceptively human.

"Think about it. You find a place to perch on that cliff, then what? It's not so bad out here right now. Sun's up, air's calm. But tonight it'll be close to freezing. That means you, too. You want to freeze to death? Hell, it doesn't matter anyway. I'll just leave old Snatch here to make sure you don't climb back up, go get me some rope, and come down there to get you. But I guarantee if I have to do that, I won't be in a forgiving mood. So what do you say?"

Not taking her eyes off him, she seeks a foothold farther down, somewhere out of his reach, but she cannot feel her toes. Finally, she risks a glance below her. In that instant, Scorpio's hand locks around her wrist.

"Got you."

He's strong, his grip powerful. He drags her kicking up the face of the rock. She struggles, screams as he wraps his arms around her. The dog dances back from the edge, barking crazily. Scorpio's breath smells of tobacco and coffee, but there's another smell coming off him, familiar and revolting. The musk odor of his sex.

"Oh, little darling," he croons, "am I going to make you pay."

She puts all her desperation, all her remaining strength, into one last effort, a violent twist that breaks her loose, sends her tumbling backward over the cliff.

The world spins. First there is blue sky, then white water, then blue sky again. She closes her eyes and spreads her arms. Suddenly she isn't falling but flying. The wind streams across her skin. Her held breath fills her like a smooth balloon. She is weightless.

For one glorious moment in her short, unhappy life, she is absolutely free.

* * *

Meloux would finish gently, pointing out, perhaps, that the fall of the smallest robin is known to the spirits of the earth, that no death goes unnoticed or unmourned, that the river has simply been waiting, and like a mother she has opened wide her arms.

Copyright © 2006 by William Kent Krueger


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Copper River (Cork O'Connor Series #6) 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 43 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
In the spirit of full disclosure, I report that Kent is a fellow member of the Minnesota Crime Wave, as well as the critique group I belong to, and we are friends. Having said that, let me assure you that this is a dynamite book. Another in the fine Cork O¿Connor series. Those who have read Mercy Falls will naturally want this book since it completes the arc that begins with the previous book. Nevertheless, Copper River is complete within its own covers. But there is considerably more here than resolution to the turmoil conjured up in Mercy Falls. O¿Connor, wounded by a professional killer, goes to ground in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan with distant relatives in an uncomfortable situation. Family relationships are always an important part of Krueger's novels. This book also explores some horrific circumstances that effectively demonstrate that our often common view of bucolic small-town life is sometimes at serious odds with reality. O¿Connor, fearing for his family, has taken refuge with the widow of a man he once arrested. While he heals he is drawn inexorably into the life of his nephew and the boy¿s interesting teen aged companions. That life finally leads to the uncovering of crimes first revealed in one of the most moving open scenes I have ever read in a novel in this or any genre. Krueger is a fine writer and he knows how to build suspense while telling a good story. But his real strength is in the characters he develops and their interactions. But don¿t just take the word of this reviewer. Pick up a copy and read the first page. Just the first page. Not the cover copy, or that on the flaps. Just page one. Then decide.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is the best book of the Cork O'Connor series. I picked up the book while in the store and read the prologue, the next thing I know I was half way througt the book. I bought the book and took it home where I finished reading it in one day! Could nlt put the book down.
Guest More than 1 year ago
They were professionals hired by a man who believes that former Sheriff Cork O'Connor killed his son. Cork¿s efforts to reason with this man and prove he is not the culprit land on deaf ears. Thee hit men actually shoot him in the leg, but he escapes barely. Cork knows he needs a place to hide away and heal, but he fears bringing these paid killers to the only possible safe house, his cousin¿s ranch in remote Bodine, Michigan overlooking the spot where the Edmund Fitzgerald went down in Lake Superior.---------------- Cork manages to reach Jewell DuBois¿ spread where the widow veterinarian and single mother of thirteen years old Renoir fixes his leg. While Cork is a poor patient worried what he may bring to his cousin and her son, his friends seek to prove his innocence. Meanwhile Ren, his best friend tomboy Charlie, and Stash see the corpse of a teenage girl floating in the Copper River. Unable to resist, Cork investigates what seems a homicide rather than an accident, but his efforts endanger those he cares about especially Ren.--------------- In his latest Upper Peninsular Michigan thriller, William Kent Krueger displays his love for the area with his vivid descriptions that enable the audience to feel they are actually looking out at Lake Superior. The story line is fast-paced though the hero is not due to his leg injury however, the crime caper lacks some of the freshness, one of the prime strengths of the previous O¿Connor Corkers (see MERCY FALLS) as the teens in trouble seems overkill with Cork already bringing peril with him as his companion. Still Mr. Kreuger provides a solid whodunit that showcases the stark beauty of Northern Michigan contrasted with the ugliness of a killer.----------------- Harriet Klausner
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ViolaDB More than 1 year ago
Phenomenal book! I am "hooked" on this series by Kent Krueger, and always wondered about his character, Henry Meloux. "Copper River" gave me all the answers and more suspense, as usual. I love mystery and suspense books, and would recommend the Cork "O'Conner series to anyone else that shares this interest in books. I have never been disappointed yet, and I will most likely, continue to read the entire series!
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A thin, well worn path leads away from the entrance to a large, hidden dip into forest. Its border surrounded in thick bramble and towering oaks. The dip had a sandy flooring, perfect for practicing battle moves without hurting eachother. The entrance is a hollow log that had fallen but provides a tunnel inside the impenayrable border. This is the training hollow. ~Amberstar
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm on Red Knife now, but Copper River has been by far the best in the series for myself, Ren and Charlie were great additions to the family.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoy all the Cork O'Connor Series.
RonnaL More than 1 year ago
After MERCY FALLS, this is a must read.  Cork is running from a hit man.  Jacoby blames Cork for his son's death.  Though Cork got shot in the leg, he was able to make his escape to his cousin's home.  Being a vet, she has been able to patch him up.  She and her son, live in a resort park that was run by her husband before he was killed by the police.  Now, she's not too thrilled by having Cork stay with her.   Cork's friend, ex FBI, Dina Willner, has followed Cork to his hideout, but the threat to Cork takes a break when Ren, his cousin's young teen aged son, and his feisty girl friend, Charlie, find themselves caught up in murders of local children.  Charlie's is a precarious position.  She has been in and out of a volunteer shelter for kids, but it looks like someone wants her dead too. The relationships between the adults and the kids is terrific in this mystery.  The gutsy kids show the foolish bravery of young children, and the adults are pushed to find out why someone wants these kids dead.  The woodsy small town atmosphere is like a character in itself.  Definitely one of Kruger's best books in the Cork O'Conner mysteries.  
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3rdsister More than 1 year ago
Loved it! I'm a fan of William Kent Krueger's "Cork" books. This one might be my favorite so far!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great storytelling, builds beautifully, Cork is a great character!
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ZeldaMI More than 1 year ago
I started reading the O'Connor series because as a Nook Book many were very inexpsive. But, now I'm hooked on them and this one is probably one of the best stories. Cork is in hiding through out most of the story but its where he's hiding from the mobsters and what is going on that keeps you in suspense right up to the end. I think that the setting of the story lent a good bit of mystery to it and the young people involved made it easy to understand their terror and hopelessness. This is one story that Cork isn't able to be out hunting down the villans due to his injury but he gets his share of activity and helps a young boy learn a bit more about growing up. The young man is primary in the story of what is happening and helping the adults, so its a story worthy of the time it takes to read it. I hope that he is in another of the O'Connor stories, he's that interesting. Copper River is a good read.
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