Be warned! You may wind up with bags under your eyes once you start reading Philip Carter's Altar of Bones (#122). If you're like me, you won't be able to put this thriller down. A bag lady killed by a mugger in Golden Gate Park, a Russian gulag just before World War II, a parish priest murdered in Galveston cathedral, an attorney for battered women in San Francisco and a ruthless corporate billionaire in Boston with his own personal lover and assasin on the payroll. What ties them all together? The altar of bones with its promise of immortality, of course.
The action never stops in this adventure as the connections between these people and events are pulled together. What's not to like about a book that features Russian magic people with a secret in Siberia, Rasputin, and a DEA agent's father's secret past and his role in the "big kill" with a concealed film to prove his puppet masters' culpability? It's not very plausible, but oh, such a lot of fun to read.
Philip Carter is credited as a pseudonym for an internationally acclaimed author. If he's writing more serious minded books as his mainstay, he ought to step forward and add this entertaining thriller to his credits. I'll be looking for more from him in the future.
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