Dieses Buch ist der letzte Teil der David Hunter Reihe. Bereits 3 Bücher lang haben wir mit und um David Hunter gefiebert. Doch dieses Ende hat mich persönlich eher enttäuscht.Dem Buch fehlt die Spannung der vorherigen Bände. Der Hauptcharakter ist zu sehr mit seinen Frauengeschichten beschäftigt, es wirkt schon fast lächerlich, dass jede junge, attraktive Kollegin oder Bekannte gleich zum Objekt seiner Begierde wird - obwohl er eigentlich alle Hände voll zu tun hat. Auch der Kriminalfall hat mich in diesem Buch nicht sonderlich gefesselt.Die Idee war gut, ein verurteilter Gewaltverbrecher mit hohem Aggressionspotential bricht aus und versetzt die die idyllische Gegend in Panik, das mehr dahinter steckt war natürlich gleich klar, dieser Plott wurde auch gut gelöst. Dennoch war ich von David Hunter in diesem Teil eher enttäuscht als begeistert, der Charakter hat seinen Biss verloren.Ich habe dieses Buch eigentlich nur noch zu ende gelesen, um die Reihe, die mich am Anfang so fesselte, abzuschließen. Zufrieden war ich allerdings leider nicht. Beckett returns with another adventure, though this one does not put the focus on forensic anthropology. Instead it opens with Dr. David Hunter enjoying his work and loving his family. A serial killer who brought havoc to a small English community is caught, though many of the bodies never did turn up. After a brief escape, the killer is recaptured and all those on the case go about their daily lives. Eight years later, with Hunter living with the major changes the reader knows all too well (at least those who have followed the series), the killer has escaped and is revisiting the crime scenes and some of those who helped put him away. No one is safe and it is soon clear that things are not as they might seem. In a book the reader can finally see the bridge between Hunter’s life pre- and post-familial tragedy. A great thriller that does little to keep the reader from the edge of their seat and opens the door on the most vulnerable part of Hunter’s life.Some have said the book is a flop because it is not a foresic anthropology goldmine that Beckett has come to present to us. Others say that it is too light on the emotional side that draws the reader closer to Hunter, as we live through the tragedy that is his family’s destruction. Either one could be right on some level, though not every book is sure to be the bestseller that it tries to become. The book shifts more to a thriller genre, with a chase to find the killer, whose identity is already known. Beckett moves away from the whodunit and into the drama of the bodies piling up but the killer is stalking his prey. Both can be effective and Beckett has made both work, easily. A great WOW factor, in true Beckett fashion, keeps the reader coming back for more.Kudos, Mr. Beckett on this book, which moves away from the medical and into the criminal.
What do You think about Verwesung (2011)?
Eerste boek van 2014! En het was goed, weer beter dan het vorige vond ik ^^.
—Arianwen
This is the first crime novel(?) that kept me reading. Good work!
—orphuesdescending
