Mortal Prey


Book Street USA
May 1, 2002

Suspense writer John Sanford has written yet another twisty thriller, this time involving the St. Louis mob and the smart, sexy, and no-nonsense hitwoman Clara Rinker. When the FBI and DEA enlist Lucas Davenport to help them track Rinker, he must face his old enemy, and the chase brims with perilous surprises. In the middle of wedding preparations with his pregnant fiancée, Davenport feels almost relieved to take a break and step back into the hunt. Rinker herself is fueled with especially deadly energy since her Mexican boyfriend was killed by sniper fire that Rinker knows was meant for her. Even more fiercely provocative is the fact that at the same time her boyfriend was brought down, a grazing bullet caused her to lose the baby she was carrying, and Rinker has no doubt that her old mob bosses ordered the hit.
Sanford excels at creating unexpected circumstances in which his characters must respond with speed and wit. As Rinker begins moving down her list of old bosses, nailing the first two practically under Davenport's very nose, the novel really begins to crackle. Sanford also brings in a bit of high technology to the business of murder with explosive cell phones at the center. Rinker's ploy with the phones seems not only ingenious, but also frighteningly possible. Sanford's wink at contemporary culture, with its addiction to the cell phone, comes off as wickedly apt. But Rinker has an arsenal of tricks up her sleeve, and so the reader doesn't get numbed by repetition. We are always waiting to see what the woman will think of next.
Despite her capacity for cold-blooded murder, Rinker can also display strong feelings of loyalty and affection, most notably towards her younger brother, Gene, whom the police have in custody on a drug charge. Rinker immediately grasps that Gene is being held as a bargaining chip to bring her in, and she does her best to loosen the authorities' grip, telling them that, if anything happens to her brother, the "blood is on their hands."
While most of the novel moves swiftly, the action seems to briefly flag in the middle, as Rinker plans her next murders, and Davenport peddles fast – but maybe just a bit too predictable – to catch up with her. Fortunately, Sanford soon tightens the cord again, recovering his tautness for the tale's stunning conclusion.



Booklist
April 1, 2002
by Wes Lukowsky

Minneapolis Deputy Police Commissioner Lucas Davenport is preparing for the next stage of his life. He's finally set a wedding date with his soul mate, Weather. Their new house is under construction, and Lucas loves fussing with the details and schmoozing with the workers. He will soon be out as Deputy Commissioner, because his position is political appointment, and the city administration will change. But as he looks to the future, dark clouds are gathering at his back with the reemergence of world-class assassin Clara Rinker, an old nemesis. Rinker is settled into retirement in Mexico with the son of a drug lord. When the son is killed, the family assumes it was the work of a competitor, but Rinker knows her husband wasn't the target – she was. She also knows who wants her dead and why. She abandons her life south of the border and heads to St. Louis, her old base of operations. As her revenge agenda gathers momentum, the bodies accumulate. Davenport is drafted into the law enforcement response because of his past history with her. The thirteenth Prey novel is among the most ambitious. Sandford integrates the mundane domesticity of Davenport's life – wedding invitations, gown selection – with the terror of a circling killer. More significant is his portrayal of the symbiotic relationship between great cops and great criminals: neither could exist without the other because there would be no standard against which to judge their accomplishments. Davenport and Rinker may not be the equal of Holmes and Moriarity but certainly belong in the family portrait.



Kirkus Reviews
March 1, 2002

Professional hit-woman Clara Rinker returns for another shot at Lucas Davenport as the brilliant Prey series reaches 13 with nary a sign of dross on its gloss.
What Sandford does as well if not better than any other crime fiction writer is make good villains. Though his Clara Rinker kills for money, he puts so human a face on her it requires an act of will to resist her appeal. We meet her first as victim (shrewd Sandford), ambushed, gunned down in cold blood. Fatally wounded in the same ambush is her lover, the man whose child she was carrying. Since Paulo was the son of a notorious Mexican crime family, conventional wisdom names him as the mark. During her long convalescence, however, Clara has a chance to rethink that. Back in St. Louis, where she made her world-class reputation, there are five powerful men who regularly hired her gun and who might have begun to worry about how deeply she was clued into their various nefarious operations. She decides they've formed a cabal against her and that it's time to become proactive. At this point, enter series hero Lucas Davenport (Chosen Prey, 2001, etc.), one of the few ever to survive a one-on-one with Clara (Certain Prey, 1999). In his day job, Lucas is Minneapolis's Deputy Police Chief, but the FBI drafts him for an all-out war. Like the talented guerilla she is, Clara strikes with elegant ferocity, taking out her targets as planned, staying an infuriating step ahead of all her adversaries, including Lucas. But Lucas scares her. While she likes and respects him, she knows there's no safety for her until she kills him. Which parallels precisely the way Lucas feels about her.
Vivid cast, bristling action, neat surprises – and it's funny. probably the cop novel of the year.



Minneapolis Star-Tribune
May 12, 2002

John Sandford's unbroken string of best-selling detective novels proves that he knows the formula. Get off to a quick, dramatic start. Draw a line between the good guys and the bad. Then force the two together in a final bloodbath where evil dies a miserable death so readers can rest easy.
Just like the best writers in this genre – Dashiell Hammett, Elmore Leonard, Ed McBain among them – Sandford evokes his netherworld with authentic-sounding dialogue and meticulous details. So Sandford's decision to set his 13th Prey novel completely outside of his home base in Minnesota might surprise some fans.
Mortal Prey is another in the series built around Minneapolis supercop Lucas Davenport. But this time, Sandford takes readers to Cozumel, Mexico, and on to the decaying brick neighborhoods of St. Louis.
I was skeptical that Sandford could pull it off. And when he slipped on a minor detail early in the book – putting a twist-off cap on a Corona beer – I thought he'd blow the rest of it too.
I have traveled widely in Mexico and lived for seven years in St. Louis, where I covered enough murders and trials for the St. Louis Post-Dispatch to know the city's underbelly. This was my old stomping grounds, and I feared that Sandford would come off like a tourist. I was wrong. With tiny exceptions, Mortal Prey shows off Sandford's fine eye for detail.
The novel starts with a bang in Mexico, when a hit man hired by a St. Louis mobster mistakingly kills the son of a Mexican drug lord and wounds his pregnant lover, Clara Rinker. Fans will remember her as the assassin in Certain Prey, published in 1999.
Rinker's fetus dies from the wounds she suffers, but she survives to seek revenge. The FBI calls in Davenport because he nearly nabbed Rinker once before.
Davenport gets his hands on Rinker's FBI file, a device Sandford uses to explain the forces that turned Rinker from a smart farm girl into one of the FBI's most-wanted killers.
Suffice to say that she grew up dirt poor and was abused repeatedly by her alcoholic stepfather. By the time Rinker runs away at age 14, Sandford has us feeling sorry for her.
But Rinker is nobody's patsy. Authorities suspect that after her stepfather beat up her mom one too many times, Rinker returned to kill him. His body was never found.
Sandford successfully draws two other subplots to heighten the dramatic tension. He lines up Davenport with some street-smart former St. Louis cops, and contrasts them with slick, computer-smart FBI agents who can't seem to do much of anything right.
Here's where Sandford shows his mastery. He keeps readers interested in the FBI agents by describing a bumbling romantic interest between two agents who can't quite bring themselves together. This device keeps them from becoming caricatures.
Meanwhile, Rinker hooks up with an old girlfriend who has been living a menial existence under an alias in St. Louis since she killed her abusive husband years earlier. Rinker had helped her friend escape prosecution, and she repays Rinker by providing a safe house.
Sandford knows how to make readers sympathize with these women, each of whom suffered terribly at the hands of men. He shows them as strong but permanently scarred figures struggling to regain their sense of well-being. At times, even Davenport seems to be pulling for Rinker to escape the clutches of the law and her abusive past.
But Sandford – like Davenport – is a realist. He knows that people are bound by their past experiences and choices: Rinker chose the dark side, Davenport the light. Sandford's great triumph in Mortal Prey comes when he temporarily blurs the line between the two, challenging the reader with ambiguity. Whether you rest easy or not is up to you.



New York Daily News
May 18, 2002

In Mortal Prey, the 13th title in John Sandford's thriller series, aging Minneapolis deputy police chief Lucas Davenport comes face to face with his longtime nemesis, hit woman Clara Rinker. When her lover (the son of a Mexican drug lord) is killed and she loses their unborn child in an ambush in Cancun, Clara comes out of retirement for revenge. Clara soon figures out that the attack was meant for her – not her boyfriend – and that it was arranged by past associates in the St. Louis mob. Meanwhile, the FBI and DEA enlist Davenport's help in tracking down the elusive assassin. Despite an earlier near-deadly encounter with the cold-blooded killer in Certain Prey, Lucas respects her skills – and even has sympathy for what she has gone through. But that soon wanes as the trail of corpses grows. But Clara, for all her cunning and skill, might be wielding her fiery .22 for the last time. A startling tale, Mortal Prey brings to life the complex workings and inner psychology of high-priced killing.



Orlando Sentinel
June 3, 2002

Clara Rinker is one of the few villains to match wits with Minneapolis Deputy Police Chief Lucas Davenport and live to tell the tale. After the two clashed in Certain Prey, it was pretty much in the cards that John Sandford wouldn't just allow the wicked but likable Clara to just fade away.
Which is good news for Prey fans. Mortal Prey is classic Sandford, packed with thrills and kills as Clara tries to take revenge on the men she blames for a botched attempt on her life that left her Mexican lover dead.
As Clara leaves her Mexican hideaway and heads back to her old Midwest stomping grounds, the FBI asks Davenport for help in outwitting the hit woman.
Clara is certain that the heads of a St. Louis crime syndicate she used to work for are behind the order to kill her. Ingenious and ruthless, she carefully plots each step in a series of clever kills that lead her ever closer to the man who ordered her death. Meanwhile, Davenport, about to be married to the very pregnant Weather, is torn between finding Clara and overseeing the construction of his new home.
As the bodies mount, the hunt for Clara intensifies. Davenport, not adverse to killing, is drawn to Clara, whom he met when she ran a Wichita bar in between hits.
Sandford has created a very satisfying, multilayered character in Clara. Forced to fend for herself since the age of 14, Clara gives no quarter and expects none in the return. Mortal Prey is one of the best Davenport thrillers to date – not a mean achievement when you consider Sandford's string of best sellers.



People
June 10, 2002

The 13th of Sandford's Prey novels featuring Minneapolis Deputy police chief and fashion plate Lucas Davenport finds him giving chase to Clara Rinker, a professional hit woman he met in 1999's Certain Prey. In Mexico, her unborn baby and her boyfriend, the son of a drug lord, are killed, and she is wounded in what she believes is a botched hit commissioned by mobsters. One order of revenge, coming right up.
Slick and sleek and feasting on some moldering prey of her own – the excuse she was abused as a girl – Rinker is the most involving character here; readers will cheer her on, and even Davenport seems to like her as he and the FBI close in and she merrily picks off Mob targets.
Sandford writes fluently and with some flashes of wit: A female FBI agent calls her hard-hat boyfriend "dumb as a bowl of mice." This police procedural is masterfully paced, absorbing and mega-implausibilities included, a model of the genre. Unfortunately, Sandford cheats readers by following a nifty 340-age chase with a hasty, forced 14-page afterthought of an ending.



St. Louis Post-Dispatch
May 22, 2002

Here's your top-choice summer thriller, a tripleheader police procedural that features a dandy plot, a sardonic cop, and a St. Louis setting.
Mortal Prey is the latest in a long line of John Sandford's Prey novels. I hadn't had the pleasure of his company until now, and I've apparently missed some uncommonly entertaining books.
Mortal Prey reintroduces Minneapolis cop Lucas Davenport – and his old nemesis, Clara Rinker, hit-woman without parallel. This time around, Rinker gets a grudge against her former bosses, the organized crime chieftains in St. Louis. When she starts bumping them off one at a time – and in truly imaginative ways – the FBI calls in Davenport to help.
Part of the book amounts to police comedy, with the street-smart Davenport pulling end runs on the FBI and making them look pompous and foolish. But mostly, Mortal Prey is a dead-serious and well-detailed account of how a smart and inventive killer can drop her targets, even when the police know who's on her list.
The St. Louis setting makes the book especially interesting. Sandford seems to have sniffed around the metro area well enough to have a good feel for it. He places one of his murders at Spirt of St. Louis Airport and another at Shaw's Garden, with side trips for plot developments through Soulard and Laclede's Landing.
And guess what? Sanford makes St. Louis sound like an interesting, attractive place. At one point, his Davenport muses, "I could get used to this place. St. Louis. Except it's so (bleeping) hot."
Well, we think so, too.



The State
May 26, 2002

"Cherchez la femme!"
That used to be the battle cry of French detectives – perhaps they still do it – at the occurrence of a homicide: "Look for the woman!" or better yet, "Find the female."
Not particularly politically correct, but then who can expect p.c. from the country that gave use the guillotine, Napoleon, and escargot?
No one can expect p.c. from Minneapolis police detective Lucas Davenport, star attraction in this 14th entry in the Prey series created by John Sandford, nom de plume of Pulitzer Prize-winning reporter John Camp.
This latest Prey novel, however, could be retitled "Cherchez la Femme," as it works quite well with the woman in question being someone who almost killed Lucas in an earlier outing.
A former hit man for mobsters in St.Louis, she has stumbled on her first taste of tranquility in Cancun. Her happiness disintegrates, however, when her lover is gunned down outside a cafe. She's hit too, thereby losing the child she's carrying, sired by her murdered paramour.
Because his gangster daddy lords it over the area, everyone assumes her lover was targeted, but she secretly realizes that she knows too much and was the intended victim.
So it's back to St. Louis to pick off all the mobsters who have had a hand in killing her lover and her unborn child. The feds swarm in, summoning Lucas because he has a handle on the sharpshooter dame. And thus begins a thrilling game of cat and mouse, with the lady assassin staying one move ahead of her pursuers.
Sandford builds her into a complex character who attracts at least some of the reader's sympathies. The daughter of a mentally unbalanced woman, the criminal protagonist was sexually abused by her stepfather and brother before escaping her podunk Missouri hometown at age 14. One character observes, "I know what happened to poor Clara when she was just a girl, and it doesn't seem strange to me at all that she's grown up to kill people."
Sandford keeps the excitement flowing like Bordeaux on Bastille Day, with several tasty twists toward the end plus plenty of dry humor, especially in the dialogue. For instance, when an FBI agent gives Lucas a choice between reading the Wall Street Journal or the New York Times: "You want the Fascists or the Commies?"
Mortal Prey finds Sandford in prime form, with the author jumping the gun on the summer thriller trade with something that's sure to please the reader, whether one is headed for France or just for French fries.



Washington Post
May 5, 2002

At the start of Mortal Prey, the 13th installment of John Sandford's bestselling Prey series, Minneapolis Deputy Police Chief Lucas Davenport is about to marry his longtime and now pregnant sweetheart and move in with her into their dream house. But trouble is brewing down in Cancun, where Davenport's old antagonist, the professional killer Clara Rinker, is also pursuing happiness. After the two clashed a few books back, Rinker fled to Mexico, where she fell in love with the handsome son of a drug lord. One day, as the pregnant Clara and her lover emerge from a restaurant, a sniper fires at her, wounding her but killing him and their unborn child.
As soon as she can travel, a vengeful Clara heads for St.Louis to eradicate the former colleagues she blames for the attack. Davenport is summoned to aid in the search for her. The FBI is on hand, too, but its agents mostly write memos and hold PowerPoint presentations while Davenport pounds the pavement. Relentless Clara picks off her enemies, one by one; then, inevitably, she comes after Davenport and his bride-to-be.
Sandford (the pseudonym of Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist John Camp) does just about everything right in this suspenseful tale, but perhaps his biggest achievement is to make Clara an oddly sympathetic character. If you haven't yet sampled the Prey series, this is an excellent place to start.