Bad Blood by John Sandford
Reviewed by Gerti
In
“Bad Blood”, Minnesota Bureau of Criminal Apprehension superstar
Virgil Flowers takes on a religious cult in which sex has taken the
place of spirit in worship services. The book opens with a
non-descript high school kid beating an older man to death at his
job, and no one knows why he would do such a thing. When the kid is
found dead in his jail cell, the suspicion falls on the errant deputy
who was on duty when his death occurred. But then something awful
(and wonderful) happens to that deputy. Exactly what is going on in
Warren County?
That’s
what the ever-entertaining Virgil Flowers is sent to find out, and
with his nose for trouble (and the ladies) he works his way through
witness after witness until he winkles it out. Oh, and he starts
dating the local lady Sheriff, too.
This
novel is rich with humor and depravity. There is enough description
of deviant sexual behavior (including child sexual abuse) to make
this a book I would only recommend to consenting adults. While the
perversion and violence make it interesting, it is a vast departure
from other Flowers books, which tend not to go down this path. So be
forewarned: if descriptions of gang rape offend you, you will not
enjoy this book.
On
the other hand, the tale that Sandford tells about this farming
community is pretty complex and fascinating, peopled with a large
panoply of eccentric characters, although I object to his notion that
this wild sex cult existed for hundreds of years in Germany and then
was brought to the US by immigrants. However interesting the story,
Sandford does not seem to like these small, insular farming
communities that he writes about, and at times the book seems almost
like a way for him to slam them in the nastiest way possible. But
does that make it interesting for the reader? Sure, you betcha.
The
final chapters, including a shootout that could not be more dramatic
if you were watching it rather than reading it, are riveting. Even
when you think it’s all over and the bad guys have been vanquished,
the plot takes another twist. I have to say that this is the most
interesting of the latest spate of Sandford novels that I have
tackled, even if it is the least savory. From the verbal artistry of
the first chapter to the life-and-death drama of the last, Sandford
is obviously a writer in