This is a dense, carefully-crafted murder mystery set in Minneapolis-St. Paul. When a medical researcher/professor is found dead in his private reading carrel at the University of Minnesota, the local cops get nowhere with the case. While his expensive laptop is missing, there is no evidence, no DNA, no hair or fibers, no witnesses, to point the way. After two weeks, the governor reaches out to the Minnesota Bureau of Criminal Apprehension, and Agent Virgil Flowers is sent to the Twin Cities to play nice with a female Minneapolis homicide detective. Mystery buffs will find this interesting to read simply because Author Sandford gives the reader so little information (clues) in the beginning that it's hard to know where the story is going. It definitely keeps you on your toes. But Flowers is up to the challenge, and his brainstorming sessions with the homicide detective to solve the murder are very entertaining. Sandford mixes the plot with his standard Midwestern humor, making Bloody G...
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Virgil Flowers keeps evolving and becoming more than just the sidekick of Lucas Davenport or the comedy character that perhaps started off the Virgil Flowers series. A dedicated law enforcement officer that has passions and a life outside of the job. Virgil can do more in one day to kickstart a dead-end case that anyone else I know. A welcome continuation of the series.
Guest 4 months agoi love this book because i never read it and this book is also cool because the cover looks cool.and it is also cool because it has bloody in the name
David 1947 2 years agoMy first Virgil Flowers book and I'm definitely hooked. A really well crafted story and hard to put down?
Guest 3 years agoLoved it, funny and full of twists, first time reading this author and will definitely read more of his books
Guest 3 years agoI have been a tad disappointed in the Virgil Flowers series, these past three or four novels. Since he became involved with/committed to Frankie. I liked him better as the modern-day swashbuckler, flirty, smart-mouthed, cop who didn't need advice, suggestions, or counsel from a girlfriend. It's almost as though he's been castrated and whipped into submission by super-strong and extraordinarily-bright feminists. His "taming" and the fact that he is often interacting with superior women leads one to believe the novels are being written by a woman. I miss the old Virgil Flowers. Some of us women appreciate witty men who run a bit on the wild side and see no benefit to pinning him by his wings to a page in a romance novel.