After I wrote a story about the decades of abuse and posted it on my blog, I heard from a number of parishioners from his church. Keith, they told me, was a friendly guy, not the sort who would do something so depraved. Why, he always invited the children to the kitchen for ice cream after mass. Sometimes, the best you can do is knock on the monster’s door and tell him I know what he did. And then write about it.
A reporters account of his investigative reporting on the disappearance of Maura Murray. No body has been found and no definite clue to where she might have fled. Which at the time of the ARC has not been solved. If anything, his reporting has uncovered more questions than answers. The questions show the reader how he goes about in uncovering the story. His uncovering the story has become an obsession. An obsession because of his own story. His past and his own fears for his children.
The narration is not fluid but it is engaging in that Renner shares his struggles of his past and how his obsession grew. It is amazing the work a reporter goes thru to uncover a victim’s past and the people involved in the victim’s past.
For me, I did want to know what happened to Maura Murray but honestly it was Renner who was the most intriguing. His need to understand violence and his compulsion to hunt bad guys. He quoted JRR Tolkien…I coined a word eucatastrophe; the sudden happy turn in a story which pierces you with a joy that brings tears. And I was there led to the view that it produces its peculiar effect because it is a sudden glimpse of Truth; your whole nature, chained in material cause and effect, the chain of death, feels a sudden relief as if a major limb out of joint has suddenly snapped back.
It is in the hunt, where he finds hope.
A Special Thank You to St. Martin’s Press and Netgalley for the ARC and the opportunity to post an honest review.