As a hurricane bears down on Miami, a crime reporter confronts the mystery of her own father’s past: “[An] irresistible series” (Kirkus Reviews).
When Miami crime reporter Britt Montero reports a missing teenager, she discovers that the case may be related to a string of unsolved disappearances. As Britt delves into the baffling case, an old mystery opens new wounds: she unexpectedly meets two men who knew her deceased father—who was executed long ago in a Cuban jail.
Through them, Britt learns that he left a diary identifying the man who betrayed him. But the diary isn’t easily possessed: Anyone who finds it seems to be marked for murder. At the height of a terrifying category five hurricane, Britt needs to face the man who betrayed her father in order to uncover more than one truth, but her hunger for justice may turn her into the next victim.
From the Edgar Award–nominated and Pulitzer Prize–winning author of The Corpse Had a Familiar Face, this compelling crime thriller “deftly captures the matter-of-fact quality of the police beat” (The New York Times).
“[An] extremely likable heroine.” —Publishers Weekly
With a pulsating narrative drive compensating for a lack of plot subtlety, Pulitzer Prize-winning crime reporter Buchanan bids fair to elevate Britt Montero (Suitable for Framing), her spunky Miami crime reporter, into the rarefied air breathed by female sleuths V. I. Warshawski and Kinsey Millhone. This time Britt, hamstrung as always by boyfriend trouble, is on the trail of missing teenage boys-all white, all blond, all blue-eyed and all quite probably murdered. Her investigation splutters along, interrupted by her past, and by her half-Cuban heritage, as two older men, both professing to be Cuban patriots, hint at the existence of a diary written by her late, freedom-fighting father. But Britt has to move fast as people keep dying and as a hurricane bears down on Miami. With about a third of the book left, most readers will realize that Buchanan will have to rely on lame coincidence to untangle the child-killer case. Less a wily deduction than a matter of simple mathematics, this trite resolution grates badly. But everything else is first-rate, especially the neon-tinged, art-deco background of weird Floridian mayhem. $150,000 ad/promo; satellite author tour.