The Red Hand of Fury
Detective Silas Quinn finds himself facing off with the demons of his past as he investigates a series of apparent suicides that seem to connect with the presence of a simple card in each man’s pocket—a card with the same red hand sketched upon it.
This fourth book in the Silas Quinn mysteries wastes no time, immediately plunging us right into the action in such a way that we begin to wonder at the sanity of the main character. Silas Quinn is a complicated man with a cache of personal secrets he hides from his police team, and his nosy landlady, and the odd nature of the suicides troubles him deeply. I was a bit confused by his behavior at times, and though aspects of his conduct are incorporated into the story later, a few moments seem quite random and out of character. We are taken into mental asylums, superbly written to make me cringe at nearly every word, and into the organizations forming before the onset of the Great War, where everyone is a suspect.
The writing is succinct and descriptive, moving fluidly from scene to scene and at times alternating perspectives between Silas and other characters. This thriller definitely keeps your heart racing, and quite a lot of historical research has been done into some of the bizarre notions on the cause of mental illness, and the methods once thought acceptable in treating patients. I would read another Silas Quinn novel, as long as he stays far away from the asylums.