Forensic scientist Tempe Brennan isn't happy: it's freezing in Montreal, her detective boyfriend is giving her the cold shoulder and her macho colleagues won't take her seriously. When Reichs's heroine is called in to examine three skeletons discovered in the basement of a pizza parlor at the start of the seventh installment in this popular series, her instincts tell her a crime was recently committed. Chauvinistic homicide detective Luc Claudel doesn't agree, but Tempe forges ahead and soon discovers that the victims are young women, probably teenagers killed sometime in the 1980s. Already feeling vulnerable because she's left her beloved daughter, Katy, back home in North Carolina, Tempe is further troubled by the indifference of formerly avid lover Andrew Ryan (another Montreal detective). Meanwhile, new developments lead Tempe and her reluctant colleagues to suspect a creepy former pawn store owner of serial kidnappings, torture and grisly murder. What's best about Reichs, and often unappreciated in reviews, is not the informative detail that she brings to Tempe's forensic sleuthing, though that's certainly engrossing. It's the same well-observed detail and incisive analysis applied to other aspects of the story. Tempe deconstructs Ryan's every evasive gesture and casual comment and describes an ominously darkened room, the glow from a UV light and an armada of snow plows with vivid precision. Here, as previously, readers will be as invested in Tempe's life as in her case. Agent, Jennifer Rudolph Walsh. (June 15) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Ever had a bad Monday? Forensic anthropologist Tempe Brennan's Mondays bring bodies that shouldn't be dead. Most recently her Monday begins in a muddy pizza parlor cellar, where she unearths bones that belong to three young girls and lead Tempe into yet another frightful case. By following the trail through frozen Montreal, Tempe enters a nightmare world of kidnapping and torture at odds with the Christmas scenes around her. Tempe's focus is never far from the girls, but she is distracted by her lover's unexplained remoteness and an old friend's marital woes. Michelle Pawk is an excellent reader; her elastic voice stretches with Tempe's continually shifting moods-from confident to anxious, from angry to gentle. Pawk's Southern and French accents are charming; she is even able to bring some warmth into the usually frozen Detective Claudel, Tempe's ongoing antagonist. Recommended for most mystery collections.-Juleigh Muirhead Clark, John D. Rockefeller Jr. Lib., Colonial Williamsburg Fdn., VA Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
The freezing Montreal winter turns even colder when blue-eyed cop Andrew Ryan is too busy mounting a sting operation and squiring a fetching youngster around to pay much attention to the forensic anthropologist who's his sometime squeeze. Temperance Brennan can't even turn to her chum Anne for much solace because Anne, on a leave of absence from her marriage, is needy herself. Work is no consolation either, since Tempe is facing a riddle she can't solve. How old are the girls' bones discovered under a pizza shop? Maybe a hundred years, maybe less. Homicide cops Claudel and Charbonneau have more pressing matters to deal with-that sting, for instance. So Tempe goes a-hunting, determined to identify whose bones they are and what their history was. She uncovers a possible link to Montreal Mafioso Nick "The Knife" Cataneo and even stronger ties to a smarmy pawnbroker and his terrified girlfriend. But it is 21st-century forensic wizardry that leads Tempe to stomach-churning confrontations in which many are revealed to have been tortured, one more dies, Anne is concussed, and Tempe herself is practically incinerated. Knowledgeable and brave enough to outgore Patricia Cornwell, Reichs (Bare Bones, 2003, etc.) still can't balance her love of science-think carbon-dating for dummies-with her passion for Grand Guignol. Some sassy repartee, but mostly lots and lots of bodies. Agent: Jennifer Rudolph Walsh/William Morris
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