While on vaca in Santa Barbara this past week I finished The Bone Collector. It sure has taken me forever to read this book. Mostly because I don't sit in the jacuzzi at night anymore on account of it being one hundred million degrees outside.
It was a good book. I've heard good things about the Lincoln Rhyme series so I decided to give it a shot. The fact that it is a series kind of ruined it for me because I knew that Lincoln wasn't going to kill himself at the end, which is one of the major plot elements.
With that being said, this book was about a former detective who was injured on the job and becomes paralyzed from the neck down. He is asked to help out with a case because he's ridiculously knowledgeable about forensics and the city (New York, I think).
Someone is kidnapping victims and leaving them to die and at the scene there are clues leading to the next victim. Sometimes the victims are saved and sometimes they are not. Turns out the killer is Lincoln's doctor. And one of the victims who was saved ends up blowing up a building at the end of the book and they ask Lincoln to stay on the case to try and find her.
I'm guessing this is where the next book picks up. . .
