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A review by ncrabb
Injustice for All by J.A. Jance
3.0
J.P. Beaumont, the Seattle detective, is on vacation as this book opens. He is at a resort hotel not far from Seattle, and the state’s parole board is meeting at the same location. He investigates when he hears a woman screaming, and he finds her pulling a body out of the water. The dead guy is a member of the parole board, and his distraught female friend serves on it as well.
Did the parole board member die as part of a revenge killing stoked by a death row inmate? No one is sure initially, and before long, the woman Beaumont rescues (and beds within a few pages) is also dead. Looks like she got roaring drunk and drove Beaumont’s Porsche into the water. But not so fast. Beaumont investigates, and it’s not the easy suicide everyone else in town wants to believe.
I hope this series gets better; I’m a bit tired of not being able to tell the difference between the fictional Beaumont and the equally fictional James T. Kirk of the once-and-future starship Enterprise. No matter where they go, they bed the girl. In Beaumont’s case, the girl winds up dead shortly thereafter, but perhaps his sexual prowess captures them such that death is a small price to pay for all that whiz-bang stuff the night before. I’ve no idea. I just know it’s getting a bit tiresome.
That said, this held my interest and effectively shrank the miles on my morning walk today. It was worth my time, and I’ll read book three in this series, but not for several months.
Did the parole board member die as part of a revenge killing stoked by a death row inmate? No one is sure initially, and before long, the woman Beaumont rescues (and beds within a few pages) is also dead. Looks like she got roaring drunk and drove Beaumont’s Porsche into the water. But not so fast. Beaumont investigates, and it’s not the easy suicide everyone else in town wants to believe.
I hope this series gets better; I’m a bit tired of not being able to tell the difference between the fictional Beaumont and the equally fictional James T. Kirk of the once-and-future starship Enterprise. No matter where they go, they bed the girl. In Beaumont’s case, the girl winds up dead shortly thereafter, but perhaps his sexual prowess captures them such that death is a small price to pay for all that whiz-bang stuff the night before. I’ve no idea. I just know it’s getting a bit tiresome.
That said, this held my interest and effectively shrank the miles on my morning walk today. It was worth my time, and I’ll read book three in this series, but not for several months.