The Gospel According to Prisco

6th Target by James Patterson

This was probably the least intriguing of all the Women’s Murder Club books, and it opens with someone gunning down five people, one of them being one of our ladies.  I’m not sure what he’s going to want to do to inject some juice into this series, but the murderer and ensuing court case was not very intriguing, the subplot murderer, a psychopath who can’t stand loud noises and torments the tenants of one of the ladies’ apartment buildings, was even less so.  It was as if neither he nor Maxine Pietro wanted to really put any effort into this.  I don’t even think this is available in paperback yet, and already they’ve got 7th Heaven due out.  Personally, I’d like to see him pit all of his characters together against a super criminal outlet: Alex Cross, the new sissy guy from Step on a Crack, The Women’s Murder Club, hell even our boy Macklin from Beach Road and House.  And one by one start icing them all.  He’s starting to infringe on the Stephanie Plum numbers, so I don’t know how much further he plans to go with this.  And his last couple of novels have all been stand alone:  The Quickie and You’ve Been Warned. 

Ah, who the fuck am I kidding.  I’ll keep reading them, and he damn well knows it.