A review by vorpalblad
Crimson Shore by Douglas Preston, Lincoln Child

2.0

Preston & Child return with the 15th Pendergast novel and I kind of wish they hadn't. The upside is the continued growth of Constance as an investigator in her own right, learning from Pendergast but also willing to strike out to follow her own clues when she must.

The rest is just too far overboard, leaving the realm of mystery thriller and bringing my suspension of disbelief crashing to the ground.

Once again Pendergast goes beyond his original memory palace to practice Chongg Ran. His abilities to recreate the past in his Tibetan-learned Chongg Ran trance are one of the hardest parts for me to swallow, no matter which title, but here it is possibly the least absurd of events and leads to the most satisfying conclusion in the novel. Too bad the book didn't end there.