The Night Season (Gretchen Lowell #4)
by Chelsea Cain
Summary: He captured the Beauty Killer, one of the most deranged serial killers in the country. Now, Portland police detective Archie Sheridan faces a different kind of killer – a brutal rain season that has flooded the Willamette River, claiming several lives. As water levels rise, so does the fear. Because some of the victims didn’t drown; they were murdered.
The first body contains a rare poison. Three others prove to be murders as well. And with each gruesome discovery the medical examiner uncovers, Archie begins to realize he has not escaped his nightmares, even with his deadliest enemy behind bars. The flood has washed up old skeletons from the past. And a ruthless new serial killer rules the night…
Source: I purchased a paperback
The Night Season was great, although it had less to do with Gretchen than the other books. Still, her presence was there because Archie was still moving on from her. The case revolved around a string of murders disguised as drownings, which came at a time when the rain was causing all sorts of damage and flooding.
Henry found himself in a precarious situation, while Archie tried to do everything he could to solve the mystery. Susan was digging up old history that seemed to have an uncanny relation to the present murders. She was doing news articles on the Vanport flood and one of the skeletons recently found due to the brutal rain was dated back to the time period of the Vanport flood.
I liked the way that past mixed with present and that the killer didn’t necessarily have anything to do with Gretchen. I realized how much I liked the characters in The Night Season, even without the glue of the psychopath to hold them all together.
I highly recommend the Gretchen Lowell series. It’s a refreshing take on crime fiction because it’s different. The characters are all unique and multidimensional. Archie and Gretchen had this whole screwed up.. thing.. that is interesting and compelling. Susan’s quirky personality grew on me and I found myself on the edge of my seat whenever anyone’s life was at stake.