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I've read most of Robert Crais' books and really liked them. It's been a while since I dove into one and I grabbed this one from the library with anticipation.

However, I found this one flatter than most of his earlier novels. The usual humor in his earlier stories were absent and Joe Pike, an interesting character, was pretty lax. And this one was much darker than his others. I realize the subject calls for a bit more darkness... child abduction and serial killer stuff. But this read felt like Crais was dealing with a lot of depression or sorrow or something.

Also, the plot seemed more scripted in cliche. Drive around LA, ask people for clues, go to where the clues lead Elvis, seek more clues. Have some epiphany. Solve the crime.