The Fourth Monkey by J.D. Barker

 

The Fourth Monkey by J.D. Barker

 

“Page Turner” is so overused it’s become vapid eyewash.  How ‘bout this:  A book you grab thirty seconds after waking up, and before your first cup of coffee, a book that makes lunch an inconvenience, a book that makes you say “Yes, Honey,” when she’s just mentioned the Bahamas and your best friend in the same breath.

 

The plot of The Fourth Monkey twists and turns your mind like dead-ends in a complicated maze.  It’ll keep you awake, as eager as a gambler watching the little ball clicking and bouncing on a spinning roulette wheel.

 

“Come to bed,” comes the call of your one-and-only. What the hell!  Pour another drink and make it last to the end of the next chapter.  Then toss and turn, and get up for just one more.  Hey, this is a serious matter of life and death.

 

The Fourth Monkey is a murder mystery, a serial killer, cops with problems, a countdown to finding the victim when you couldn’t find the others.  It’s streaked with the scent of good and evil, blood and gore, tragedy, heartache, dark humor, illicit sex, and populated by a cast of carefully etched characters.

 

I’ve never read a serial killer mystery this well plotted or this interesting.   Guess away!  I promise you, you won’t know what’s about to happen until it happens.  The worst and best of The Fourth Monkey is that there are two follow-on books to this diabolical tale, enough to give you sleepless nights and delirium tremors. 

 

Your wife left for the Bahamas?  Don’t worry.  Keep reading.  She’s bound to come back.