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And it was vintage Vic. Standing up to the big guys, and fighting for those who can't fight for themselves. She's older, and dare I say it, she's actually a little bit wiser. OK so she still goes haring off when she gets a hint of a clue, but she's definitely getting less reckless with age.
While I love the sense of place I get from Chicago, I really enjoyed the Kansas setting in this one, and the mentions of the Greenham Common peace camp in the UK in the 1980s. (I wasn't at the camp, but I knew people who were, and I went on various marches in support of them). I know some criticize Paretsky for letting her Liberal views bleed into her books, but I'm glad she does, and long may it continue.
PS. Finally, it's now 'Blackhawks' rather than 'Black Hawks'. AND her editors know how to spell 'Canadiens'.
Had a couple of wisdom teeth out yesterday and I have been feeling rather battered, bruised and sorry for myself. But this morning I got notification from my library that Fallout was available for pickup and everything suddenly seemed a little bit brighter.
I've got a big bowl of home-made chicken noodle soup, some Vicodin for the pain, playoff hockey coming up on the TV, and Vic's latest adventure. What more could a girl want?
Fallout ranks with the best of the VI Warshawski crime novels. From a simple break-in at a Chicago home, VI follows the leads to small town Kansas. From there, as usual with VI, things start to get complicated. And, as usual with VI, politics are the undercurrent The plotting is intricate but clear and the prose tight. At no time was I tempted to skim.
Here's the blurb:
A small Midwestern town is way outside VI Warshawski’s comfort zone, but in Fallout, the detective spends a month in Lawrence, Kansas, where author Sara Paretsky grew up.
At loose ends – her lover is in Switzerland while her beloved cranky neighbor, Mr. Contreras is on a Caribbean island with his niece –VI responds to a plea from a couple of college athletes: their trainer has disappeared. August Veriden is African-American and the two young women are sure he’s being framed for a drug robbery. VI starts searching, and learns that August has left Chicago, apparently accompanying an aging film star who wants young August to film her origins story.
VI tracks Veriden and the actress to Lawrence easily enough, but then she loses all trace of them. As she hunts in the town and the surrounding farms, VI starts finding dead or dying women; the local cops are suspicious of her role in their deaths.
Long-simmering conflicts in the town over an old protest at a nearby nuclear missile silo start coming to the surface, but locals won’t tell an outsider their secrets. Meanwhile, a distinguished scientist, a decorated Army colonel, and the head of a big-Ag company all seem bent on blocking the detective’s path. Who or what is the trio hiding? Are they covering up an ancient murder? Germ warfare? Missing nukes? Before long, it begins to look as though the next dead woman will be the detective herself.