Ever since John Sandford introduced Virgil Flowers I have been entranced with this character's paradox of a personality. Funny, serious, intelligent, poor judgment, good looking, bad clothes, well read, rock junkie etc.
I was looking forward to this new story and was very disapointed. The thin plot made no sense to me. I read every word and line and about halfway, I started talking to the book's pages. Asking questions, pondering, maybe this will be resolved at the end. It never was.
1. Why would a highly secretive and controlled group of abusive men, leave a naked body of a young female in a cemetery? which is how this whole chain of events began. It's hinted that other women were killed and disapeared (buried behind the house in the woodlot) over several decades. Nobody asked the question and I got no answer....
2. If every one was doing every one for this long, there must have been some unwanted pregnancies with the younger girls, did they always use condoms? how is that possible when 8 men are going at one girl in a pool? Nobody asked, got no answer...
3. In the same vein, how did the women know whose child they were having? you get the drift.
4. Virgil as charming and sexy as he sounds, got a little boring by the end. Gets another bed partner by batting his eyelashes, she wears him out. He wants more. Would have been such fun if the tables were turned and some incredible female gave HIM the run around for a change.
5. Virgil says he wants to find love and not be in-lust. Well does he? I find immature male character behavior a trial after a while. Davenport got his act together eventually. Much more believable.
I don't know what happens to bestselling writers, somehow the quality and editing goes down, as their bank account balance and their publishers go up.