La Plante excels at creating hard-edged female detectives (Prime Suspect's Jane Tennison is her small-screen triumph), and Cold Blood's Lorraine Page is no exception. In this, her third Page novel, the L.A.-based private investigator is savoring a $1 million bonus from her last case as she plunges eagerly into a murder investigation involving sadistic home porn movies and a $20 million art-forging conspiracy. The mystery side of the novel satisfies; it's the surprisingly soppy finale — focusing on Page's personal life — that falls apart in a most un-La Plante-like manner. C
Originally posted Apr 16, 1999Published in issue #481 Apr 16, 1999Order article reprints
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