Mr. Lehane's website:Let me start by saying this is NOT a YA novel. I've appreciated Dennis Lehane for a long time and try to indulge in reading his books from time to time. This has a release date of November 2nd. Here's a blurb about the book from
Amanda McCready was four years old when she vanished from a Boston neighborhood twelve years ago. Desperate pleas for help from the child's aunt led investigators Kenzie and Gennaro to take on the case. The pair risked everything to find the young girl—only to orchestrate her return to a neglectful mother and a broken home.
Now Amanda is sixteen—and gone again. A stellar student, brilliant but aloof, she seemed destined to escape her upbringing. Yet Amanda's aunt is once more knocking on Patrick Kenzie's door, fearing the worst for the little girl who has blossomed into a striking, clever young woman—a woman who hasn't been seen in weeks.
I was supposed to go hear Mr. Lehane speak, but wound up feeling punky that night and decided not to go. Bummer. Also I received this ARC from Harper Collins. I feel that Dennis Lehane is the master of the analogy. He has a humorous way of looking at things and his characters are always rich with development. Patrick was the quintessential hard boiled investigator but he was so much more too. He's now a family man and his priorities have changed. He's so knowlegeable about human nature and that of the criminal mind. I found myself wishing I could write characters with that deep innate knowledge, but realized how unrealistic that would be for a teen.
There's a fair amount of swearing in this, which I personally kinda' like. What can I say, I'm a bit of a curser myself. There were things that had me laughing out loud (yes literally) in this book. And Lehane is always good with a twist or surprise. This is no different. There were a couple of things that had me saying, "Whoa, dude." So if you'd like something different, check it out. Again, this is set to be released November 2nd.
One of my favorite lines: "There were about forty different ways I hadn't cased the place properly. I'd driven around the front so slowly a three-legged basset hound with hip dysplasia could have lapped me."
I'm giving this one four solid swaks!