June Crebbin

This is clearly not a book by an American author, why you ask? Well for a start the writing was incredible, the story kept getter better and better as more of the retired detectives past leaked out while at the same time the main story remained interesting and suspense filled. This is not a thriller/ murder mystery for people with a weak stomach. The Train Rider is a nasty vile serial killer. The story is so expertly told, rather than the usual formula following books that usually fill this show more genre, I just wish the authors books were easier to obtain here in the United States, I had to get this one from Book Depository, a site tied with Amazon for obtaining great books not available in the United States. show less

This book (we had it as a board book at the time) was a favorite of all of my children--maybe the only book they all liked! It's charming and funny and appeals to kids' love of the absurd and transgressive. It's become hard to find, at least as a board book, so I've pre-bought extra copies in case my kids have children of their own. Otherwise, they'd be squabbling over who gets the original copy.

As an early reader, it's got a lot going for it: repetition to help them associate letters with show more sounds, onomatopoeia, a good combination of very small and slightly larger (but not too challenging) words. show less

In preparation for the release of The Train Rider, I finally had the excuse I needed to read Promise and Dead Girl Sing. I devoured both crime thrillers in a single day and eagerly began the third installment from Tony Cavanaugh featuring ex homicide detective Darian Richards.

Darian Richards was once Melbourne’s top homicide cop but he walked away at the pinnacle of his career, retiring to the Queensland coast. It wasn’t the bullet to the head that broke him, but his inability to capture show more the man dubbed The Train Rider.

The first eight cases attributed the monster involved teenage girls abducted just after alighting a train, found days, sometimes weeks, later wandering the streets, dressed in the tattered clothes of the victim before them. They had been raped and tortured, but they were alive. But the ninth victim was never found, neither was the tenth, or the eleventh, or the twelfth…

In Promise and Dead Girl Sing, Darian reluctantly chose to come out of retirement, on his own terms, in order to stop a serial killer and a human trafficker respectively. In The Train Rider, young girls begin disappearing from the rail system. Richard’s nemesis is in town and he wants to resume the cat and mouse game the pair began in Melbourne.

Darian is a paragon of machismo – brave, strong, smart and desirable with just enough pathos to invoke admiring, rather than pitying, sympathy. He is the man you would want on the case if your daughter went missing, cruising around town in his bright red 1964 Studebaker Champion Coupe with his rare Beretta 92 tucked into his belt, ably assisted by computer genius Isosceles. I probably shouldn’t find him as appealing as I do, as in essence he is a vigilante, and yet I couldn’t help but like him.

Cavanaugh presents a cynical view of policing where ego and politics makes a mockery of service. Corruption is rife, misogyny is rampant and law and justice rarely coincide. I know I should condemn Darian’s penchant for operating well outside the law but frankly, sometimes the end justifies the means.

This series is characterised by chilling villains who prey on teenage girls. As a mother of two beautiful daughters I sometimes found it difficult to read the explicit torture visited on the victims. The ease with which the Train Rider is able to operate and elude police is terrifying and his end game is horrifying. I desperately wanted him, and those that enabled him, erased.

One flaw with the series is the depiction of the female characters, uniformly beautiful, bright and sensual. Rose, Darian’s regular ‘escort’ turned girlfriend, is at least a decade younger than him, and looks even younger, ‘Glamourcop’ Maria uses her cleavage to dazzle Isosceles and the victims are all lithe and lissom young girls. In The Train Rider even the aged wife/lover/partner complicit in the killer’s crimes is named Eve and insists she was once ‘hot’.

By The Train Rider I was finding Maria a somewhat irritating character. Not only because of the repeated references to her looks but also because of her self righteousness. I do understand her moral and ethical struggle between Richard’s particular brand of justice and her policing ideals, I just found I didn’t much care after a while. The potential is there though to develop Maria into a strong and interesting character and I hope the author does.

The Train Rider is a gritty, dark and engrossing thriller. I had thought perhaps that this may have been the conclusion to Cavanaugh’s series but it seems likely, given the ending, that we can expect more from books featuring Darian Richards. I hope so. show less

This is clearly not a book by an American author, why you ask? Well for a start the writing was incredible, the story kept getter better and better as more of the retired detectives past leaked out while at the same time the main story remained interesting and suspense filled. This is not a thriller/ murder mystery for people with a weak stomach. The Train Rider is a nasty vile serial killer. The story is so expertly told, rather than the usual formula following books that usually fill this show more genre, I just wish the authors books were easier to obtain here in the United States, I had to get this one from Book Depository, a site tied with Amazon for obtaining great books not available in the United States. show less