That talent is lock-picking, but it's Mike's artistic skills that enable communion with an unlikely soulmate and, in a blackmailing turn, make him a pawn for professional thieves. Tutored by an aging "boxman," Mike is summoned to safe-cracking jobs across America until a bloody, double-crossing venture puts him in the crosshairs.
There's no sign of L.A. itself as a sensuous, full-blooded player, the hallmark of earlier [Robert Crais] works, and to say the storyline and character insight are paper-thin is to wish the latter into nothingness. With Cole's wisecracking charm sidelined, Pike's one-dimensional role is writ large and sadly unleavened.
The catalyst for mayhem in [James W. Hall]'s Silencer (Minotaur, 288 pages, $30) is a cash-and-land swap that would add both [Thorn]'s land and ...
... Pike tracking the murderers of an ex-mercenary pal and his family, pawns in a Serbian gun-running...