Ed Gorman’s Sam McCain—small town lawyer and
investigator—is at the top of my list for private eye serial characters. He is
charming, sarcastic, funny, and cool in an off-hand if worried manner. He is an
outsider. He grew up in the poor section of town called The Knolls. A place he
escaped with a law degree, but a place he can never leave behind because he
understands the people. The struggles. The poverty, and hopelessness. But
mostly, that scared little boy from the wrong part of town is still in him. Worrying.
Doubting.
There have been ten Sam McCain novels, and the most
recent, published by Pegasus in October 2014, is one of the best. It is also
the darkest. Even its title, in honor of the song by The Doors, is dark: Riders on the Storm. It is the sequel to
Ticket to Ride, and it finds an
older, more world-weary Sam McCain. It is 1971, Vietnam is full-tilt, and, as
Bob Dylan wrote a few years earlier, “The times they are a-changin’.” Sam, in a
short stint with the Army, is in automobile accident and for five weeks doesn’t
know his own name—
“My
name is Sam McCain. There was a time eight months ago when I didn’t believe
that. When both a neurosurgeon and a psychologist visited me every day and
tried to convince me of it.”
There is a mystery, and a good one too, but the story is
Vietnam—not the shooting and killing in Southeast Asia, but rather its impact
back home. Will Cullen, a veteran who struggles with his actions in the war, is
accused of killing a local businessman and budding politician named Steve Donovan.
Donovan publicly, and maliciously, beats Will Cullen at a political event
because Will signed on with the antiwar organization “Vietnam Veterans Against
the War.” The next day Steve Donovan is found murdered, and the most likely
suspect is Cullen. A suspect both Sam and Will’s wife are dubious of, and Sam
spends the rest of the novel trying to disprove.
The disproving is less than easy. Gone is the
incompetent and laughable Chief of Police Cliffie Sykes Jr. and in is the
professional and competent, “please call me Paul” Chief Foster. Foster is
certain of Cullen’s guilt, but he is seemingly fair and uncomfortably
considerate of Sam and Cullen’s wife Karen. But Sam is equally certain of
Cullen’s innocence and proving it becomes very personal.
Riders
on the Storm is Sam McCain, but darker and more
intense than the earlier entries in the series. Mary Travers is back, two young
daughters from her marriage, in a very good way for both her and Sam. Jamie
Newton, Sam’s cutely incompetent secretary is also back, but different. Older, very
competent, and, unfortunately, no longer referring to Sam as “Mr. G.” There are
more than just Cliffie Sykes Jr. missing—Judge Esme Anne Whitney is nowhere to
be seen, and Mrs. Goldman, Sam’s landlord, is AWOL, as are all the colorful
Sykes’ relatives. In their place is a darker, more introspective Sam McCain
whose youthful exuberance is tempered by time and experience. He is no longer a
young man, but he is a more complete man.
Riders
on the Storm is different from the past, but as any
good character and series, the change is inevitable and welcome. It is the
Seventies after all. The age of well-earned cynicism—with the government, big
business, and all the rest. It is Sam McCain’s arrival to maturity. It is deep with meaning, disappointment, and paradoxically fulfillment. Even more, it is a very fine private eye novel.
As an aside, and very good news. Riders on the Storm has been widely identified as the final Sam
McCain novel, but I have it on very good authority—Ed Gorman—that there will be
one more novel featuring Sam McCain. Unfortunately it will be the last, but 11 is always better than 10.
If you are interested Ed Gorman discussed the Sam McCain novels, and a few others, in detail in a recent interview.
If you are interested Ed Gorman discussed the Sam McCain novels, and a few others, in detail in a recent interview.
2 comments:
That is the best news I have heard for ages! More Sam McCain!
I agree Michael. I was, still am really, very excited when I found out.
Ben
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