Criminal

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“Slaughter’s best yet, by far.”—Lee Child

 
Will Trent is a brilliant agent with the Georgia Bureau of Investigation. Newly in love, he is beginning to put a difficult past behind him. Then a local college student goes missing, and Will is...

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Overview

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER

“[A] hold-on-to-your-hat, nail-biting story.”—The Washington Post
 
“Slaughter’s best yet, by far.”—Lee Child

 
Will Trent is a brilliant agent with the Georgia Bureau of Investigation. Newly in love, he is beginning to put a difficult past behind him. Then a local college student goes missing, and Will is inexplicably kept off the case by his supervisor and mentor, deputy director Amanda Wagner. Will cannot fathom Amanda’s motivation until the two of them literally collide in an abandoned orphanage they have both been drawn to for different reasons. Decades before, when his father was imprisoned for murder, this was Will’s home. It appears that the case that launched Amanda’s career forty years ago has suddenly come back to life—and it involves the long-held mystery of Will’s birth and parentage. Now these two dauntless investigators will each need to face down demons from the past if they are to prevent an even greater terror from being unleashed.
 
Includes Karin Slaughter’s short story “Snatched” and a preview of the next Will Trent novel, Unseen

“With every page of this story the tension mounts. . . . If you have a hunger for a rich and fulfilling novel then you owe it to yourself to pick up Criminal.”—Huffington Post
 
“A masterpiece of character, atmosphere and riveting suspense, Criminal is the most powerful and moving novel yet from one of the most gifted storytellers at work today.”—Chicago Daily Herald

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One savage murder in the blistering Atlanta summer of 1975; another, equally brutal, just the other day: In the mind of Special Agent Will Trent, there is an eerie connection between these two horrific crimes, but he knows that to solve that gruesome riddle, he will need to probe deeply into a past that he would rather erase. A strong novel by a mystery author who has been praised as "an exemplary storyteller, weaving her words with skill and intelligence."

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“Dazzling . . . possibly [Slaughter’s] best novel to date.”—The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
 
“One of the best crime novelists at work today . . . Slaughter weaves a rich tapestry of complex characters with a compelling mystery. Readers will feel emotionally attached to these characters, and their journey will both delight and surprise even the jaded suspense fan.”—Associated Press
 
“This could be her best.”—USA Today
 
“Slaughter keeps on fulfilling and surpassing the promise of each of her books. . . . Criminal is full of surprises.”—Bookreporter
 
“Crime fiction at its finest.”—Michael Connelly
 
“Slaughter flawlessly executes a gripping crime novel. . . . Old devotees will be thrilled, and new readers will be hooked.”—Library Journal
 
“The book should be considered one of the best thrillers of the year.”—The Roanoke Times
 
“Slaughter delivers another riveting, pulse-pounding crime novel.”—Booklist (starred review)
The Washington Post
In addition to being an exhaustive and gimlet-eyed social history of modern Atlanta, especially its flawed criminal justice system and law-enforcement agencies, Criminal is the kind of hold-on-to-your-hat, nail-biting story Slaughter has become world-famous for. It's also the grisliest good-thing-it's-not-true crime novel I've read since Hannibal Lecter bestrode the American publishing landscape.
—Richard Lipez
Publishers Weekly
At the outset of Slaughter’s tense fourth thriller to combine characters from her two crime series (after 2011’s Fallen), life is running smoothly for agent Will Trent of the Georgia Bureau of Investigation as he eases into a new relationship with Dr. Sara Linton, until the abduction of 19-year-old college student Ashleigh Snyder. When his GBI mentor and boss, Deputy Director Amanda Wagner, specifically tells him to stay away from the case, Will knows something is wrong. Flashback to 1975, when Amanda is a rookie in the Atlanta Police Department, along with Evelyn Mitchell, who later becomes the mother of Faith, Will’s GBI partner. The APD at that time is rife with racism and sexism, but Amanda and Evelyn refuse to abandon the case of several missing prostitutes, despite warnings from other (male) detectives to back off. Slaughter seamlessly shifts between past and present, while her usual attentive eye for character and carefully metered violence is on full display. 6 to 8–city author tour. Agent: Victoria Sanders, Victoria Sanders & Associates. (July)
Kirkus Reviews
Now that Slaughter has put former Grant County Medical Examiner Sara Linton (Broken, 2010) and Faith Mitchell, of the Georgia Bureau of Investigation (Fallen, 2011), though hell, it's GBI Deputy Director Amanda Wagner's turn on the hot seat, in a jolting case that involves murders separated by 40 years but united in ugliness. Georgia Tech sophomore Ashleigh Snyder has gone missing. The case is a natural for endlessly troubled GBI agent Will Trent, but for some reason Amanda, though she's directed every other available agent to search for Ashleigh, is keeping him off the case. Not only has she banished Will to the airport in a dead-end patrol of men's rooms, he also finds her hanging around the Techwood apartments, geographically close to Ashleigh's place but economically a million miles away. How come? Amanda's motives are rooted in the murder of Jane Delray (or was it Lucy Bennett, as Lucy's brother Hank insisted?) back in 1975, the year Will was born and Amanda was cutting her teeth in the GBI. Shuttling back and forth between that fateful summer and the present, Slaughter links the murder of a prostitute you'd think would have been long forgotten to the fate of Ashleigh Snyder. As per usual in this explosive series, the darkest revelations involve recurring characters. Yet the narrative arcs of the regulars continue to fascinate because Slaughter's not afraid to put them through irreversibly life-changing situations. However successful you find the dizzying alternation between present and past nightmares, this double-barreled load of horrors is the clearest indication yet that Slaughter, like the sage of Yoknapatawpha, is less concerned with the shape of individual novels than with her sprawling, multivolume saga as a whole.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345528520
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 1/29/2013
  • Series: Will Trent Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 624
  • Sales rank: 94,166
  • Product dimensions: 4.10 (w) x 6.80 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Karin Slaughter
Karin Slaughter is the New York Times and #1 internationally bestselling author of thirteen thrillers, including Criminal, Fallen, Broken, Undone, Fractured, Beyond Reach, Triptych, Faithless, and the e-original short story, “Snatched.” She is a native of Georgia.
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August 15, 1974

LUCY BENNETT

A cinnamon brown Oldsmobile Cutlass crawled up Edgewood Avenue, the windows lowered, the driver hunched down in his seat. The lights from the console showed narrow, beady eyes tracing along the line of girls standing under the street sign. Jane. Mary. Lydia. The car stopped. Predictably, the man tilted up his chin toward Kitty. She trotted over, adjusting her miniskirt as she navigated her spiked heels across the uneven asphalt. Two weeks ago, when Juice had first brought Kitty onto the corner, she’d told the other girls she was sixteen, which probably meant fifteen, though she looked no older than twelve.

They had all hated her on sight.

Kitty leaned down into the open window of the car. Her stiff vinyl skirt tipped up like the bottom of a bell. She always got picked first, which was becoming a problem that everyone but Juice could see. Kitty got special favors. She could talk men into doing anything. The girl was fresh, childlike, though like all of them, she carried a kitchen knife in her purse and knew how to use it. Nobody wanted to do what they were doing, but to have another girl—a newer girl—picked over them hurt just as much as if they were all standing on the sidelines at the debutante ball.

Inside the Oldsmobile, the transaction was quickly negotiated, no haggling because what was on offer was still worth the price. Kitty made the signal to Juice, waited for his nod, then got into the car. The muffler chugged exhaust as the Olds made a wide turn onto a narrow side street. The car shook once as the gear was shoved into park. The driver’s hand flew up, clamped around the back of Kitty’s head, and she disappeared.

Lucy Bennett turned away, looking up the dark, soulless avenue. No headlights coming. No traffic. No business. Atlanta wasn’t a nighttime town. The last person to leave the Equitable building usually turned off the lights, but Lucy could see the bulbs from the Flatiron glowing clear across Central City Park. If she squinted hard enough, she could find the familiar green of the C&S sign that anchored the business district. The New South. Progress through commerce. The City Too Busy to Hate.

If there were men out walking these streets tonight, it was with no amount of good on their minds.

Jane lit a smoke, then tucked the pack back into her purse. She wasn’t the kind to share, but she was certainly the kind to take. Her eyes met Lucy’s. The dead in them was hard to look at. Jane must’ve felt the same. She quickly glanced away.

Lucy shivered, even though it was the middle of August, heat wafting off the pavement like smoke from a fire. Her feet were sore. Her back ached. Her head was pounding like a metronome. Her gut felt like she’d swallowed a truckload of concrete. Cotton filled her mouth. Her hands felt the constant prick of pins and needles. A clump of her blonde hair had come out in the sink this morning. She had turned nineteen two days ago and already she was an old woman.

In the side street, the brown Olds shook again. Kitty’s head came up. She wiped her mouth as she got out of the car. No dawdling. No giving the john time to reconsider his purchase. The car drove away before she could shut the door, and Kitty teetered for a moment on the high heels, looking lost, afraid, and then angry. They were all angry. Fury was their refuge, their comfort, the only thing that they could truly call their own.

Lucy watched Kitty pick her way back toward the corner. She gave Juice the cash, trying to keep her forward momentum, but he caught her arm to make her stop. Kitty spat on the sidewalk, trying to look like she wasn’t terrified as Juice unfolded the wad of cash, counted off each bill. Kitty stood there, waiting. They all waited.

Finally, Juice lifted his chin. The money was good. Kitty took her place back in the line. She didn’t look at any of the other girls. She just stared blankly into the street, waiting for the next car to roll up, waiting for the next man who would either give her a nod or pass her by. It’d taken two days, tops, for her eyes to develop the same dead look as the rest of the girls. What was going through her mind? Probably the same as Lucy, that familiar chant that rocked her to sleep every night: When-will-this-be-over? When-will-this-be-over? When-will-this-be-over?

Lucy had been fifteen once. From this distance, she could barely remember that girl. Passing notes in class. Giggling about boys. Rushing home from school every day to watch her soap. Dancing in her room to the Jackson Five with her best friend, Jill Henderson. Lucy was fifteen years old, and then life had opened up like a chasm, and little Lucy had plummeted down, down into the unrelenting darkness.

She had started taking speed to lose weight. Just pills at first. Benzedrine, which her friend Jill had found in her mother’s medicine cabinet. They took them sparingly, cautiously, until the feds had gone crazy and banned the pills. The medicine cabinet was empty one day, and the next—or so it seemed—Lucy’s weight ballooned back up to well over one hundred fifty pounds. She was the only overweight kid in school save for Fat George, the boy who picked his nose and sat by himself at the lunch table. Lucy hated him the same way he hated her, the same way she hated her own reflection in the mirror.

It was Jill’s mother who taught Lucy how to shoot up. Mrs. Henderson wasn’t stupid; she had noticed the missing pills, been pleased to see Lucy finally doing something to get rid of her baby fat. The woman availed herself of the drug for the same reason. She was a nurse at Clayton General Hospital. She walked out of the emergency room with glass vials of Methedrine chattering like teeth in the pocket of her white uniform. Injectable amphetamine, she told Lucy. The same as the pills, only faster.

Lucy was fifteen years old the first time the needle pierced her skin.

“Just a little bit at a time,” Mrs. Henderson coached, drawing a red tinge of blood into the syringe, then slowly pressing home the plunger. “You control it. Don’t let it control you.”

There was no real high, just a lightheadedness, and then of course the welcome loss of appetite. Mrs. Henderson was right. The liquid was faster than the pills, easier. Five pounds. Ten pounds. Fifteen. Then—nothing. So Lucy had redefined her “just a little bit at a time” until she was drawing back not five cc’s, but ten, then ten turned to fifteen, then her head exploded and she was on fire.

What did she care about after that?

Nothing.

Boys? Too stupid. Jill Henderson? What a drag. Her weight? Never again.

By the age of sixteen, Lucy was just under a hundred pounds. Her ribs, her hips, her elbows, jutted out like polished marble. For the first time in her life, she had cheekbones. She wore dark Cleopatra eyeliner and blue eye shadow and ironed her long blonde hair so that it slapped stiffly against her impossibly thin ass. The little girl her fifth-grade PE coach had, much to the delight of the rest of the class, nicknamed “Steam Roller” was model-thin, carefree, and—suddenly—popular.

Not popular with her old friends, the ones she had known since kindergarten. They all spurned her as a waste, a dropout, a loser. For once in her life, Lucy didn’t care. Who needed people who looked down on you for having a little fun? Lucy had only ever been a token anyway—the fat girl to pal around with so the other girl could be the pretty one, the charming one, the one all the boys flirted with.

Her new friends thought Lucy was perfect. They loved it when she made a sarcastic quip about someone from her old life. They embraced her weirdness. The girls invited her to their parties. The boys asked her out. They treated her as an equal. She finally fit in with a group. She finally didn’t stick out as too anything. She was just one of many. She was just Lucy.

And what of her old life? Lucy felt nothing but disdain for everyone who had inhabited it, especially Mrs. Henderson, who abruptly cut her off and said Lucy needed to get her shit together. Lucy’s shit was more together than it had ever been. She had no intention whatsoever of giving up her new life.

All of her old friends were squares, obsessed with college prep, which mostly consisted of debating which sorority they would rush. The finer points of these sororities, whose Victorian and Greek Revival–style mansions dotted Milledge Avenue and South Lumpkin Street at the University of Georgia, had been part of Lucy’s vernacular since the age of ten, but the lure of amphetamine reduced her Greek to a forgotten language. She didn’t need the disapproving glances from her old friends. She didn’t even need Mrs. Henderson anymore. There were plenty of new friends who could hook her up, and Lucy’s parents were generous with her allowance. On the weeks she was short, her mother never noticed money missing from her purse.

It was so easy to see now, but at the time, the spiraling down of her life seemed to happen in seconds, not the actual two full years it had taken for Lucy to fall. At home, she was sullen and sulky. She started sneaking out at night and lying to her parents about stupid things. Mundane things. Things that could be easily disproven. At school, Lucy failed class after class, finally ending up in rudimentary English with Fat George sitting in the front and Lucy and her new friends in the back row, mostly sleeping off the lows, biding their time until they could get back to their real love.

The needle.

That finely honed piece of surgical steel, that seemingly innocuous device of delivery that ruled every moment of Lucy’s life. She dreamed about shooting up. That first prick of flesh. That pinch as the tip pierced vein. That slow burn as the liquid was injected. That immediate euphoria of the drug entering her system. It was worth everything. Worth every sacrifice. Worth every loss. Worth the things she had to do to get it. Worth the things she all but forgot about the second the drug entered her bloodstream.

Then, suddenly, came the crest of the last hill, the biggest hill, on her roller coaster ride down.

Bobby Fields. Almost twenty years older than Lucy. Wiser. Stronger. He was a mechanic at one of her father’s gas stations. Bobby had never noticed her before. Lucy was invisible to him, a pudgy little girl with lank pigtails. But that changed after the needle entered Lucy’s life. She walked into the garage one day, her jeans hanging low on her newly lean hips, bell-bottoms frayed from dragging the floor, and Bobby told her to stop and talk awhile.

He listened to her, too, and Lucy only then realized that no one had really listened to her before. And then, Bobby had reached up with his grease-stained fingers and stroked back a piece of hair that was hanging in her face. And then, somehow, they were in the back of the building and his hand was on her breast, and she felt alive under the bright glare of his undivided attention.

Lucy had never been with a man before. Even high as a kite, she knew she should say no. She knew that she had to save herself, that no one wanted spoiled goods. Because as improbable as it now seemed, back then there was still a part of her who assumed that despite the slight detour, one day she’d end up at UGA, pledge herself to whichever house she chose, and get married to an earnest young man whose bright future met with her father’s approval.

Lucy would have babies. She would join the PTA. She would bake cookies and drive her kids to school in a station wagon and sit in her kitchen smoking with the other mothers while they complained about their boring lives. And, maybe while the other women discussed marital discord or colicky babies, Lucy would smile pleasantly, remembering her reckless youth, her crazy, hedonistic affair with the needle.

Or, maybe one day she would be on a street corner in the middle of Atlanta and feel her stomach drop at the thought of losing that homey kitchen, those close friends.

Because, while sixteen-year-old Lucy had never been with a man before, Bobby Fields had been with plenty of women. Plenty of young women. He knew how to talk to them. He knew how to make them feel special. And, most important, he knew how to move his hand from breast to thigh, from thigh to crotch, and from there to other places that made Lucy gasp so loudly that her father called from the office to see if she was okay.

“I’m all right, Daddy,” she had said, because Bobby’s hand had felt so good that Lucy would’ve lied to God Himself.

At first, their relationship was a secret, which of course made it more exciting. They had a bond. They had a forbidden thing between them. For nearly a full year, they carried on their clandestine affair. Lucy would avoid Bobby’s gaze when she made her weekly trek to the garage to count quarters with her daddy. She would pretend Bobby didn’t exist until she couldn’t take it anymore. She would go to the dirty bathroom behind the building. He would grip his greasy hands so hard around her ass that she would feel the pain when she sat back down beside her father.

The hunger for Bobby was almost as intense as her hunger for the needle. She skipped school. She fabricated a part-time job and fake sleepovers that her parents never bothered to verify. Bobby had his own place. He drove a Mustang Fastback like Steve McQueen. He drank beer and he smoked dope and he scored speed for Lucy and she learned how to go down on him without gagging.

It was all perfect until she realized that she couldn’t keep up her fake life anymore. Or maybe she just didn’t want to. She dropped out of high school two months before graduation. The final straw came the weekend her parents took a trip to visit her brother in college. Lucy spent the entire time at Bobby’s. She cooked for him. She cleaned for him. She made love to him all night, and during the day she stared at the clock, counting down the minutes until she could tell him that she loved him. And Lucy did love him, especially when he got home at night with a big grin on his face and a little vial of magic in his pocket.

Bobby was generous with the needle. Maybe too generous. He got Lucy so high that her teeth started chattering. She was still high when she stumbled home the next morning.

Sunday.

Her parents were supposed to go to church with her brother before driving back, but there they were, sitting at the kitchen table, still in their traveling clothes. Her mother hadn’t even taken off her hat. They had been waiting up all night. They had called her friend, her alibi, who was supposed to say that Lucy had spent the night. The girl had lied at first but after only the slightest bit of pressure told Lucy’s parents exactly where their daughter was and exactly what she’d been up to for the last several months.

Lucy was seventeen by then, still considered a child. Her parents tried to have her committed. They tried to have Bobby arrested. They tried to prevent other garages from hiring him, but he just moved to Atlanta, where no one cared who fixed their car so long as it was cheap.

Two months of hell passed, and then, suddenly, Lucy was eighteen. Just like that, her life was different. Or different in a different way. Old enough to quit school. Old enough to drink. Old enough to leave her family without the pigs dragging her back home. She went from being her daddy’s girl to Bobby’s girl, living in an apartment off Stewart Avenue, sleeping all day, waiting for Bobby to come home at night so he could shoot her up, screw her, then let her sleep some more.

The only regret Lucy felt at the time was toward her brother, Henry. He was in law school at UGA. He was six years older, more like a friend than a sibling. In person, they generally shared long moments of silence, but since he’d gone away to school, they had written each other letters two or three times a month.

Lucy had loved writing letters to Henry. She was the old Lucy in all of her correspondences: silly about boys, anxious for graduation, eager to learn how to drive. No talk of the needle. No talk of her new friends who were so far outside the margins of society that Lucy was afraid to bring them home lest they steal her mother’s good silver. That is, if her mother even let them through the door.

Henry’s responses were always brief, but even when he was covered up in exams, he managed to send Lucy a line or two to let her know what was going on. He was excited about her joining him on campus. He was excited about showing around his baby girl to his friends. He was excited about everything, until he wasn’t, because her parents told him that his darling sister had moved to Atlanta as the whore of a thirty-eight-year-old hippie, drug-dealing gearhead.

After that, Lucy’s letters came back unopened. Henry’s scrawl informed her, “Return to sender.” Just like that, he dropped Lucy like trash in the street.

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Reading Group Guide

1. This novel shifts its perspective, moving the action from the present day to the mid-70s.  Did you ever find yourself wishing you could stay in one era?
 
2.    Do you believe that modern women still have to deal with the misogynist attitudes that Amanda and Evelyn faced?  Did the female detectives face worse abuse because they were in a traditionally “macho” profession, i.e. the police?
 
3.    In the end, Amanda and Evelyn are only able to find the killer because they have the help of other women working in both the police department and in other city agencies.  Have you ever felt like you were in a situation in which you needed to have a group of friends watching out for your interests? 
 
4.    Another theme that runs through this novel is the theme of parenthood.  Several of the major characters have a parent continuing to have an extremely large impact on their lives:  the young Amanda lives under the shadow of her famous cop father, whereas Will Trent in the present has to deal with his abandonment as a child.  Did you feel that the contrast between these two experiences was an effective one?
 
5.    Was Amanda right to hide the truth from Will about his past?  Should she have tried harder to be a direct presence for him throughout his life, even if she had been unable to legally adopt him?
 
6.    Another theme of this book is race.  We see in the scenes set in the past that African Americans were very much marginalized in the police department, and that efforts to change this were just beginning.  Do you believe that this change has been completed now, or that black people still suffer the same kinds of discrimination today that they had to face forty years ago?
 
7.    Why do you think Angie did what she did at the end of the novel?  How do you think this is going to affect Will’s feelings about her?
 
8.    During Lucy’s captivity, she thinks about the fact that kidnap victims sometimes come to identify with their captors.  Do you think that Kitty’s marriage to Hank was related to her own captivity?

9.We’ve seen two sides of Amanda, as a young and insecure girl and as an older, self-assured woman.  What do you think of her as a person?  What do you think about Will in the end, as opposed to the beginning?  How do you think the events of the present have affected his relationship with Sara?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2011

    Karin Slaughter's books come very highly recommended.

    I've read everything that Ms Slaughter has written and followed her
    'Georgian family' of characters and wait impatiently for the July 2012
    latest.
    Her characters have depth but are human with real emotions that every-
    one can relate to.

    18 out of 23 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 3, 2012

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    Very entertaining. Very good book. finished it very quickly

    Very entertaining. Very good book. finished it very quickly

    12 out of 12 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2012

    I love Slaughter's Atlanta/Will Trent books, but the way she mak

    I love Slaughter's Atlanta/Will Trent books, but the way she makes out women to be in the mid 1970s seems off. She portrays women and their relationships with men as more of a 1950s June Cleaver style. Was it really hard to for a woman in the post-free love era of the late 60s to get a prescription for the pill or get a credit card on her own? It also seemed odd that a working woman (Amanda) in her mid-20s with her own place and money would still be under her dad's thumb so much.

    Also, did Kitty have some sort of Stockholm Syndrome thing going on with Hank? Did he literally keep her tied up? I wondered how Hank was connected to Jane. I know he wanted Ulster to get rid of Lucy and he used Kitty to have leverage with his boss, but I felt I missed something. Why does Slaughter frequently have warped 'Christians' as her bad guys?

    9 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2012

    I am a huge fan of Karin Slaughter. In particular I like the Wil

    I am a huge fan of Karin Slaughter. In particular I like the Will Trent series. However, this book was in my opinion awful. It has potential and in some ways was excellent. The hardest part for me was the flashbacks going to 1975. It would have been believable if it were supposed to be 1955. You kept picturing the Donna Reed / June Cleaver housewives instead of what the world was like by mid 70's. I also don't picture Amanda and Evelyn allowing men to treat them like that and then suddenly change and become the tough as nails no nonsense ladies they are. Just doesn't jibe for me.
    Also, I think the torture in this book was a bit over the top. I am not sure that it is even possible to do what supposedly was done to these victims.

    6 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 3, 2012

    more from this reviewer

    I was fortunate enough to win a copy of this on Goodreads before

    I was fortunate enough to win a copy of this on Goodreads before it came out. I LOVED this book , it has a little bit of everything in it. The way Karin writes is amazing. The characters were so believable. The story draws you right in. I couldn't put this book down. This is the first book I've read by her but I will most definitely be reading more. so happy to have found such a great author. You will love this book.

    6 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2012

    The quality of Karin Slaughter's Criminal stands out right from

    The quality of Karin Slaughter's Criminal stands out right from the opening chapter. It is intelligently and skillfully written with a power of description that bring out the scenes and plot in a vivid manner. She gave the readers this extra touch of revealing the characters through action. It brings to mind the story of Clement in Flash of the Sun. All in all, Criminal is a very enjoyable read.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 7, 2012

    What a great book. I loved learning more about Will Trent andt A

    What a great book. I loved learning more about Will Trent andt Amanda Wagner. Women owe such a debt to the women who blazed the way in so many work places and the women who suffered at the hands of the old boys club of police departments should be sainted. The flashbacks to 1974 were fascinating. I think we all forget there was a time before DNA solved cases, forget how racist it was even 35 yrs ago, how certain parts of society were and still are considered throw away people. This story fills in so many blanks in the Will Trent series. So much fascinating background info. (So glad Sara is finding a life & love in Atlanta!) Even if this is your first book in the series you can easily jump in and I promise you...you will get hooked to the series. I couldn't put this book down. Had to finish it and it was one of Slaughter's best!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2013

    Amazing as always!

    She has done it again in this amazing account of how things came to be. Allowing us the reader to walk in Amanda and Evelyns footsteps as they change their future for not only themselves but for all women of their time. In addition to all that we see Will at his lowest. You can't help but feel his pain and torment as he struggles with all that is going on around him. His helplessness and agony are truely painful. Karin has a way of writing that is truely extraordinary! Thank you for creating such real characters, to love and want what's best for them is a true testament to your writing.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 11, 2012

    Couldn't put it down

    Better than the reviews, a truly edge of your seat story!

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  • Posted July 25, 2012

    I have read all Karin S.'s books and lov them all. BUT when Jef

    I have read all Karin S.'s books and lov them all. BUT when Jeffery was killed I was heart broke & felt I'd never read 1 of Karin's books in furture I liked as well as theones w/ Jeffery. Karin made me a tell a lie. When I finished Criminal [2 days] I looked @ my husband saying, 'that is the best book I have read in Years!' He read it 1st, when he finished I asked between 1-10 how good? He said 15. Karin is so great at her craft and cannot wait til I'm spending $$$ on her next book. I read @ least 1 book a week sometimes 2, so saying best I read in yrs. says alot. NOW WAITING ON LEE CHILDS NEW JACK REACHER novel!!!! Tom Cruise SOOOO not Jack Reacher. In my mind it is Timothy Olyphant Margie Estelle

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  • Posted July 23, 2012

    Just Exceptional!! Found out about Miss Slaughter while looking

    Just Exceptional!!
    Found out about Miss Slaughter while looking for something exceptional to read .. in a week I read 3 of her books, ending with Criminal just today. Not enough I could say about how great she is in her writing. I am a fan of Linda Fairstein. Now I am a fan of Miss Laughter too. Love her books the characters Ev and Amanda had me laughing while commuting in NY. Cant wait for her next one 2013.

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 17, 2012

    First time

    This is my first Karin Slaughter book, y'all, thanks to a friend's recommendation! Loved it from start to surprising finish!! I lived just outside of ATL in the 70's and was in my early 20's. Karin nailed the descriptions & brought back some good memories....even though she didn't mention the Sans Souci lounge or Alex Cooley's Electric Ballroom. :) So now I've got to go shop for another Slaughter book!! Thanks for a great read!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2012

    Save your money-go to the library!

    It was just okay for me. Too much flip flopping back and forth from 1975 to present day. Hard to keep up with, not an easy read. She made women cops out to be scared to breathe in 1975-didn't really care for that. The characters weren't as likeable as they were in past books.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 14, 2012

    I LOVED this book! I have read all of Ms. Slaughter's books and

    I LOVED this book! I have read all of Ms. Slaughter's books and every time I start a new one, I feel like I'm catching up on old friends. I love her style of writing and this one just took that one step further. I really enjoy Sara and Will Trent and this was great to get to find out more detail of Will's past to better understand him. The story is a suspensful one, I buzzed thru this book because I couldn't put it down. Can't wait for the next one....

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012

    Recommended

    Great read - haven't read this author before but it was a page turner.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 12, 2012

    Fantastic. I could not put it down! A MUST READ!!

    Fantastic read! You will not be able to put it down until your done!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 11, 2012

    Karin Slaughter at her best!!! I've been an avid reader of Kar

    Karin Slaughter at her best!!!
    I've been an avid reader of Karin Slaughter novels for years. I'm constantly surprised at how she raises the bar with each of her novels. 'Criminal' was, in a word, outstanding. Slaughter weaves between past and present without making the reader feel confused or disoriented. The story line remains relevant no matter which character is the moment's focus. Prominent characters Sara Linton, Amanda Wagner and Will Trent are all well-developed in this and previous stories so you honestly care what happens to them. It will pull you in from the very beginning and keep you turning pages through to the very end. Ms. Slaughter has a knack for leaving me staring at the end of the book with my mouth open wishing there were just a few more pages. 'Criminal' was one of Karin Slaughters best novels; highly recommended.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 11, 2013

    Fourth book not going in order.

    Yes the it was hard for women at this time, in the south nursing did not pay,physicians had a god complex and in the er black men got roughly handled as well as women by HW patrol for drunkeness and diabetes, small hospital saw a lot of that... not so white gentlemen. I was so young and spoke up too much skinny little white girl. Black nurses were rare. I can only imagine law enforcement. I like this woman and how she writes . I am slowing down and switching to lighter fare for awhile, too much truth and violence to be had underneath the fiction.

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  • Posted September 12, 2012

    Disappointing.

    I got to about the 200 page and I couldnt read any more. Most time I buy books i have to read them entirely but i cant pull myself to finish it. there are too many characters and too much back and forth between them. I had to go back to the beginning of the chapters multiple times so i could remember who they were talking about. i could tell the author was trying to build up to something because it was so boring and so much anticipation that just wasnt interesting. frankly, i dont care how this book ends because its not interesting at all. or close to thrilling or a mystery. I was very disappointed.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 12, 2012

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    ANOTHER EXCEPTIONAL READ BY KARIN SLAUGHTER!! I have been readi

    ANOTHER EXCEPTIONAL READ BY KARIN SLAUGHTER!!

    I have been reading this author's books for several years and she always leaves me desperately wanting more. I HATE that there is usually a year or better between books in this series!!! It makes me insane!!

    Anyway, about the book. If you have followed the characters in this series since before Will and Amanda entered the picture, you will be happy to see where Slaughter has made the relationship between Will and Sarah grow even more. I love that she has taken her time in developing this relationship over the last four books. It has been wonderful watching it grow. You can read this book without having read the others, but I recommend reading the others first so you can see how the characters have really evolved throughout this series. I also like very much (unlike some of the other people that have left negative comments) the element of going back and fourth from the past to the present to link two stories (another reason to read the other stories first). Slaughter does do a pretty good job of filling a reader in on past story lines, but it is always better to get the whole story line. Slaughter's books are not for the faint of heart. She is very graphic in her descriptions and does a fabulous job of making the story (though extreme) seem realistic. We hope that no one like her villain ever comes across our path, but I sure like to read her books with the lights on. Way to go Karin!!! Once again, I am now patiently waiting for the next installment. (By the way, LOVED the short story that just came out about Will and his job in the toilets -- HAHAHA!! Great way for anyone who hasn't followed the series to get an idea of just what kind of guy Will is).

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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