When I finished the second book, I had to wait two weeks to get this one, because my Barnes and Noble was out of stock! But when I got it, I also got 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7 because I loved the series so much! This book was definitely great and fun, will definitely read it again in the future along wit...
This one dragged quite a bit. Which is odd, because it was FULL of action...and maybe that's the problem. When the whole book is a climactic action scene, with very little cooldown, it becomes flat. It took me ages to finish because I just didn't have the energy to keep figuring out what huge thi...
My year revolves around this series. Even though Ridley Pearson can be a little inconsistent with his writing - naming one thing another, forgetting minor characters (e.g. Maybeck's little sister in the first book and Finn's little sister coming in and out, characters changing fears every book) -...
The biggest problem with the Kingdom Keepers Series is that it is too long. If Ridley Pearson had kept it to three or four books, he could have done what he wanted to do with it but would not have run out of plot devices. This book dragged on and on with the same things happening over and over ag...
This one was okay. I'm glad I read book #4 in this series before going back to read this one because if I had read this first, I probably wouldn't have gone on to the next one, which I liked quite a bit more than this installment. Which isn't to say this one was bad--not at all. It's a solid s...
#3 in the Sun Valley Sheriff Walt Fleming series.Sheriff Walt Fleming manages to foil a plot to kidnap a courier and steal the briefcase he is guarding. The case contained 3 bottles of wine scheduled for auction with a reserve price of $800K. While the law awaits a follow-up attack, a second plot...
Ridley Pearson is one of my favorite authors. This latest book, however, is a little frenetic, with a confusing plot. The book is set in China, and immerses itself in the Chinese culture. It's a fascinating ride, but at times difficult to follow. It gets even more complicated as a ton of characte...
Ridley Pearson is a well-known author who I’ve never read. I decided to pick up ‘Killer Weekend,’ my first book by Mr. Pearson. It will also be my last book by Mr. Pearson.If a book is well-written with characters I like and can relate to but only a so-so plot, I will read the book. On the other ...
First I would like to point out that while Stephen King was responsible for the miniseries, which takes place after the events of this book, he is not the author of this book, which becomes quickly apparent as you read. It lacks King's style, and I'm surprised that any fan of his would think this...
Where do I begin to describe my disappointment?Living in Florida, I love Disney with a fierce passion. My best memories have been made there. I've seen this book every time I've gone in a store, and I figured it must be good.How wrong I was.Everything was so... bad, but let's break it down into...
Ridley Pearson has a reputation as a thinking reader's author for good reason. He does an incredible amount of research for his books, making technical detail key to his plots. Even as technology changes, his writing is strong enough that his books hold up well over time and rarely feel anachroni...
Although I tend to dislike reading serial books out of order, I have only happened across two of Ridley Pearson's Lou Boldt series thus far and so have had to read them out of sequence. Notwithstanding, Middle of Nowhere was another excellent police procedural centred around a very personable, v...
A mystery plot with detailed detective tracking, while seeing both sides of the activist and tracker confrontation. This had the unusual aspect of being focused on railroad operations in a very detailed operational manner.Unfortunately, the worst culprit in the book, O'Malley, worked for the rail...
No Witnesses is the first Ridley Pearson novel that I’ve read. It’s obviously part of a series and not the first one in the series so it took me a few chapters to get a feel for the characters. I think this would have been easier if I had started with book one.The story centers around a person wh...
Beyond Recognition, read by Dale Hull A strange series of fires is raging in Seattle - white-hot fires that burn so cleanly even the ash is consumed, along with all traces of the fires' victims. Brilliant forensic investigator Police Sergeant Lou Boldt is back, battling the mysterious arsonist. H...
He wanted the names of the others. “If we can get in there,” he said, “maybe we can use our DHIs to lift a few drivers’ licenses. It would be good to know the names of his team.” “With you,” Philby said. Finn moved first. He slipped silently down the gangway and hid behind the ticket kiosk, with ...
I said, disbelieving, “not read him?” Jess, Amanda and I had slept in. I felt half-human again. We were assembled with Joe in a bland room inside the Burbank studio lot that held all three comatose boys on cots. We were told some Imagineers were currently across town colle...
He felt like the tall man in a carnival act. The streets were caked with dried mud, the block buildings suffering from leprosy, the women colorful and busy, and the men crouched, smoking, chewing khat and looking bored. Knox left the bike behind the red building, moving fa...
The dumb shits end up investing in a couple cases of condoms and praying like hell they can convince the gorillas inside to use one once in a while." She added, "You haven't done time in this state, Donald. We know that. We pulled your prints off the laptop. We know that four years ago you worked...
His mission was to get hold of his father’s BlackBerry; to make sure his parents didn’t worry about him or question where he’d gone; and to borrow his little sister’s DS for Amanda, who didn’t own one. He reached his parents’ bedroom on tiptoe and quietly opened the door. ...
He used the trees effectively, dodging under the umbrella of green branches that reduced the accumulated snowfall to a dusting. He would cut across the base of a tree, dragging a sprig behind him and erasing his tracks as he went. When the trees were positioned closely enough together, he could m...
Grym arrived at the top of the impossibly long escalator leading from the Metro station, shielding his eyes from the intense sunlight. He took a moment to get his bearings, then found the street sign he was after, thinking that Washington was one of the most difficult cities to navigate. The brie...
“It’s okay,” said Bobbie Gaynes, a wire in her ear leading from a walkie-talkie. “It’s Officer Foreman, BCI. I’ll get the door. You sit tight.” Liz had made them both some Red Zinger tea, and she noticed the steam in the light of a lamp as it swirled and tried to follow Gaynes, dissipating a few ...
Worn like a cocked cap, morning sunlight the color of candle flame catches the top of the minaret. There are more pigeons than people, more cars than pigeons. The mosque’s three gray-roofed domes rise above the rectangular entrance wall, trees lurching up from within an unseen courtyard. It’s all...
Kalidja. Hale. Sarah’s situation. Time running out. He couldn’t hold all the loose ends together. LaMoia pushed shut both doors to the fifth-floor corner coffee lounge, windows overlooking the secretary pool to one side and the bullpen to the other. The situation room, which offered far more priv...
After much reflection, this seemed the logical answer to his dilemma: He would use one of the houses that she had shown him as a safe house. There simply wasn’t time to go through the effort of starting the renting process all over again—especially with the boy in the backseat, especially given t...
BRANCHING OUT Steel thought of it as a two-pronged mission. “So first we’ll get the camera back from the chapel,” he said. It was just past dinner, the forty minutes of downtime before study hall. He, Kaileigh, and Penny shared a concrete bench in the rarely occupied patio outside the school libr...
“Oh, sorry, Headmaster. Am I interrupting?” “Out,” Crudgeon ordered Sherlock, pointing. James turned and pressed something made of paper into Sherlock’s hand. Sherlock crossed his arms, hiding it. On his way out, Sherlock moved past the arriving Mr. Cantell, their hall master. Cantell entered wea...
She didn’t say as much, but she didn’t have to. The first look she gave him he interpreted as, “How could you?” and the second, “I’ll bet you’re just loving this.” He didn’t need a translator. He’d lived with her for over a decade. She sat down well away from him in the sm...
Owen Adler whispered in the dark, the bed and the houseboat shifting imperceptibly. On Sunday mornings, Lake Union was active early. Seaplanes and outboard engines competed noisily in the distance. “It really is. It has to be.” His voice was sad. “I know.” Daphne rolled ov...
Dusk had ridden away while Larson had shared drinks with Montgomery. The sky retained a smoky blue haze as a few determined stars struggled through. Rum pulsed inside him, competing with adrenaline and the lingering effects of the espresso. He longed for backup, but he’d already made that choice....
BURIED JUST BELOW Tim’s eagerness to hear their report was envy over the girls’ accomplishments. Emily and Amanda sat on a pair of beanbags in the dorm’s third-floor game room. The scuffs and thumps of Ping-Pong and foosball competed with the Disney movie sound tracks blas...
Knox complains to Dulwich as if Grace weren’t part of the conversation. “We’re making progress.” They sit at different tables in Café Papeneiland, a brown café—the Amsterdam equivalent of a London pub—at the intersection of Prinsengracht and Brouwersgracht. The mood is liv...
to midnight seven days a week, hours the Shelter kept as well. Matthews led LaMoia back to the bottom of an extremely old stone staircase that they’d descended on their way in. A few thousand runaways had traveled this same route over the last year. “After this we’re gonna want to take a lap arou...
There was mist and spray and teardrops and pearls, curtains, sheets, and waterfalls. On that day it began as a mist, light and delicate like the soft spritz at the end of a spray bottle. It changed the way the air smelled, from metallic and oily to fresh and clean. Exciting. It evolved quickly th...
Operations Management prohibited them from entering any of the Parks as themselves without prior approval, and now they risked being spotted. For camouflage, all three wore as close to the same clothes as their projected DHIs wore. This way, they’d be mistaken as their own Disney Hosts. But they ...