Killer Dreams by Iris Johansen
This novel starts pretty boldly. Sophie is fishing with her dad, enjoying a pleasant day, when he pulls out a gun, kills his wife and tries to kill her son. You feel like you're missing something. I turned back a few pages to see if some of them got stuck together, but nope, that's it. The why of it all is the rest of the book. Sophie was working on a drug to help people who suffered from night terrors, by controlling their minds. Because no one would ever think of trying to manipulate that...
Royd is a survivor of one of the bases where this drug is being used, taking soldiers, assassins, and other deadly individuals and making them brain-controlled weapons. He's out to kill the heads of the program, and he thinks Sophie is one of the people involved. She however has parted ways with the program and is out to kill the same people and destroy her research.
It's a pretty good story. It's a pretty short story, too. This is my first time reading Iris Johansen. She's in her mid 70s, so way to go on that front, but the novel does have a kind of feel like it's written by your grandma. It occasionally devolves into Harlequin-esque moments, only just missing the "throbbing member" references. Then there's the language. She actually has her characters say "cripes." The number of times someone says "the devil" (as in "what the devil...", "who the devil..." etc.) would make a good drinking game.
Those are pretty minor complaints, though, and easily overlooked. I wouldn't turn anyone away from it, but maybe give someone a warning first.
Royd is a survivor of one of the bases where this drug is being used, taking soldiers, assassins, and other deadly individuals and making them brain-controlled weapons. He's out to kill the heads of the program, and he thinks Sophie is one of the people involved. She however has parted ways with the program and is out to kill the same people and destroy her research.
It's a pretty good story. It's a pretty short story, too. This is my first time reading Iris Johansen. She's in her mid 70s, so way to go on that front, but the novel does have a kind of feel like it's written by your grandma. It occasionally devolves into Harlequin-esque moments, only just missing the "throbbing member" references. Then there's the language. She actually has her characters say "cripes." The number of times someone says "the devil" (as in "what the devil...", "who the devil..." etc.) would make a good drinking game.
Those are pretty minor complaints, though, and easily overlooked. I wouldn't turn anyone away from it, but maybe give someone a warning first.
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