Reeling from his wife’s unsolved murder, Malcolm Cutter is just going through the motions as a chauffeur and bodyguard for Hollywood’s rich and famous. Then a pair of Guatemalan tough guys offer him a job. It’s an open question whether they’re patriotic revolutionaries or vicious terrorists. Either way, Cutter doesn’t much care until he gets a bomb through his window, a gangland beating on the streets of L.A., and three bullets in the chest. Now there’s another murder on Cutter’s Mind. His own.
Have you ever read a book just for ha-ha’s? Well the laugh was on me. I was curious about this novel from the synopsis but didn’t expect much. Color me embarrassed.
The first chapter was the staging for the whole novel. There was something about Mr Dickson’s writing that kept me coming back for more and more. It wasn’t exactly a riveting novel but the descriptions and characters just got under my skin so I had to keep going. I found good stopping points throughout January Justice but the characters, man, I just wanted to know what was going to happen. There’s enough mystery about each one to keep the reader intrigued.
I slowly fell in love with Malcolm. He was sympathetic, strong, flawed, and endearing. The storyline was mostly believable. It was well developed and well written. I was sincerely a little sad when January Justice ended. I would read another book in this series to see what happens and how far Mr Dickson can take the characters.
My rating: 4 Stars