Legal-thriller writer extraordinaire Steve Cavanagh leaves behind the courthouse of Manhattan for the station house of Port Lonely in this crime story (that gives a nod to lawyer Eddie Flynn).
“Twisted” is the latest book by pseudonymous, mega-bestselling author J. T. Le Beau (whose name appears on the title page, author’s note, and page headers. It isn’t a book within the book à la Magpie Murders. Rather, it is the whole book).
Like LeBeau’s legion of fans, the reader is curious to know J. T. LeBeau’s true identity. #curiositykilledthecat
Who the fuck is J. T. LeBeau?
The answer is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma that unfolds from multiple POVs: Paul Cooper, a writer masquerading as a marketing consultant; Paul’s disenchanted wife, Maria; Daryl, the country club waiter/diving instructor with whom Maria is having an affair; and Sheriff
Dolt Dole, a Luddite troubled by bad knees and a decade-old, unsolved case of a Jane Doe.
The narrators are like one big GERD ad. Left and right, they experience a sour taste, a burning in the throat, dry mouth, and vomiting. But that’s not the biggest irritant.
Unevenly paced, the story begins with a (near) bang, then progresses slowly until it smacks one in the face, after which it’s almost whiplash-inducing, only to drag from the midpoint until the very end.
There’re other head-scratchers [spoilers removed]. . . Who puts mayo on pastrami!?
In all fairness, J. T. LeBeau does state off the bat that the text is not to be edited; and the flaws do give credence to media speculation that LeBeau’s books are ridiculously popular not because they’re so great but because LeBeau is so elusive.
Personally, I couldn’t care less if J. T. LeBeau types another word, but I eagerly await Eddie Flynn’s next case.
Release date 🇺🇸: January 5, 2021