Saturday, June 25, 2011

The Samaritan by Stephen Besecker

Kevin "Hatch" Easter is a CIA tracker and he is very good at his job. He succeeds where others have failed. But when he finds out his wife, Karen, along with her sister, are killed in a bar from a mob hit gone wrong, he loses it.

Fortunately for Kevin, his boss puts him on a leave and introduces Gray Taylor, another CIA field operative to him. During this grieving process, Kevin's brother, a Seneca Indian like himself, arrives to help Kevin try and get through this painful time in his life.

Meanwhile, the Mob boss isn't happy with the ways things went down at the bar and wants it to go away. He has one of his men execute the one responsible and stages the scene with the gun from the bar. The police now consider it a closed case, since the perpetrator is now dead.

Kevin thinks it is to nicely wrapped up. Something isn't right and he knows he has the ability to track down the real killer. But when bodies start piling up, who is out seeking revenge? Kevin's boss believes Kevin has finally lost it and is out to make someone pay for his loss. It could be Kevin's brother out to seek vengeance in his brother's name. Or maybe the Mob is still making the killings look like Kevin has something to do with it.

The Samaritan will grab you by the first page and hold you in it's grip until the final stunning conclusion. The reader will try and guess who "The Hunter" is through-out but you will be shocked when the killer is finally revealed. Stephen Besecker has written a taut, action-packed thriller that will keep you on the edge-of-your-seat. The characters are driven and diverse, the plot solid and the writing seamless. I really enjoyed it!

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