Tropical Depression
A novel of suspense by Jeffrey P. Lindsay
Book review by Jules Brenner
Dutton, released 7/29/15, 256 pp., $31.49
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Depression is right. Another ex-cop thriller with a hero suffering deep [as the title tells us] depression. The diference between this and so much other crime fiction is that Billy Knight, formerly of the LAPD, after losing his wife, daughter and his job, flushed it all and set out for the Florida Keys to see if he could stand living at all.

So there he is, operating a fishing boat off the clear waters of Key West in search of Tarpon for high-paying clients. A new life, just after the Rodney King L.A. riots. Hanging in; making a living; forgetting everything else when a ghost shows up on the docks to upset the existence that's still shaky. The ghost from his past... it's Roscoe McAuley, an LAPD cop who knew him back when. But, what's he doing here? Why the trouble to track Billy down? Billy's not pleased.

McAuley's there, it turns out, because he believes Billy Knight is the only person he knows who has the detective skills to find the weird, acrobatic assassin who put a bullet from a sniper's rifle into his child. For no apparent reason.

Billy turns the plea down. Hanging on to his new life is what he's got to do now. But weeks later, when he learns that McAuley had his throat cut while he was trying to find his son's killer himself, Billy's takes the weight of guilt for that and returns to bad old L.A. where the killer waits and a beautiful woman changes Billy's new life along a path he never thought he'd step onto again.

The old detecting process still functions and leads to a confrontation with white supremacists that gives the story colorations all its own and leading to a climax that is as stunning as it is original. This pays off the price of the book and promises much in Lindsay's planned Billy Knight series.

Dexter is truly gone.

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