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Robert Wilson is back with the follow-up to his sensational thriller, The Blind Man of Seville. Javier Falcón has been through therapy and is in the process of breaking free of the psychological damage sustained during his last major investigation. Called to the scene of a suspicious suicide in a wealthy neighborhood on the outskirts of Seville, he begins to investigate a case with no solid evidence when suddenly, in quick succession, two more suicides occur-one of them a fellow police officer in the sex crimes unit. Left to discover what made life so unbearable for these victims, Falcón's task is to find the connection among the suicides. Or were they, in fact, murdered?

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• Amazon Sales Rank: #261081 in Books
• Published on: 2005-01-03
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Hardcover
• 368 pages

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• ISBN13: 9780151008414
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Amazon.com Review
"Murder is the greatest aberration of human nature, it brings out some ingenious subterfuges," remarks Inspector Jefe Javier Falcón, as he ponders a series of ambiguously motivated and ostensibly unconnected suicides in The Vanished Hands, British author Robert Wilson's sequel to his haunting 2003 novel, The Blind Man of Seville.

It's the summer of 2002, more than a year after the shattering events recounted in Blind Man, and Falcón, the chief homicide cop in Seville, Spain, has finally regained his confidence and powers of concentration. Still, he cannot fathom why Rafael Vega, a construction company honcho (and recreational butcher), should have smothered his younger, unstable wife in bed, then chugged a fatal draught of drain cleaner. Is there any connection between this tragedy and the disappearance of the Vegas's Ukranian gardener, or money laundering by the local Russian mafia? Can Rafael Vega's demise be related to his distrust of the U.S. government or to a note found in his hand, with its seeming allusion to the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks? As Falcón questions the Vegas's suburban neighbors, he discovers one couple linked to the slaying of an Iranian carpet-dealer in New York, and another nearby resident, renowned actor Pablo Ortega, whose grown son is in prison for kidnapping and abusing an 8-year-old boy. Yet these scandals aren't obviously helpful to Falcón in solving the Vega case. Nor do they explain why those first deaths are soon followed by Ortega's drowning in a cesspool, the suicidal leap of an aging child-crimes investigator, and Russian mafia threats against Falcón.

Wilson doesn’t exploit Seville's exotic setting so well here as he did in Blind Man, and it can be challenging to follow this sequel's political backstory. However, the author more than makes up for these weaknesses with the depth of his psychological explorations, the ways in which he taunts his police with justice slightly beyond their reach, and a patient storytelling pace that enhances investigative revelations. Falcón remains a potent and pivotal figure, his traumas in the last book being replaced in these pages by personal dramas (three different women tug at the inspector jefe's heart, feeding his hope without depleting his loneliness). Founded in mendacity, fraught with betrayals, The Vanished Hands maintains a firm grip on the reader from its start. --J. Kingston Pierce

From Publishers Weekly
In Wilson's intricate police procedural set in Seville, Spain—the second to feature introspective detective Javier Falcón—a wealthy couple is found dead in their home: Lucia Vega has been suffocated in her own bed; her husband, construction magnate Rafael Vega, is lying on the kitchen floor, poisoned, with a cryptic note in his hand. Is it a murder-suicide—or something more sinister? Falcón's subsequent investigation reveals a vast criminal conspiracy involving the Russian mafia (crime writing's new favorite bad guys) and human trafficking for prostitution and child pornography (crime writing's new favorite transgressions). As usual, Wilson deftly deploys a vast cast of characters, from an ex-pat American couple to a popular Spanish actor, and spins his trademark web of corruption and deceit. But while Falcón is consistently compelling, struggling with his internal demons and with the challenge of ridding Seville of its moral bankruptcy, the plot itself is too complex to really be engaging. In addition, too many references to the first Falcón novel, The Blind Man of Seville, will confuse new readers. The story of one young Russian prostitute—she's promised a job as a waitress in Portugal and ends up working the streets in Spain—is a chilling reminder of the evil that men do, but her frightening tale is lost in the convoluted story.
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From Booklist
*Starred Review* Something is rotten in sultry Seville. Sr. Rafael Vega seems to have smothered his wife, ingested drain cleaner, and died clutching a scrap of paper on which is scrawled "the thin air you breathe from 9/11 until the end." Into the resulting miasma wades inspector Javier Falcon, hero of Wilson's The Blind Man of Seville (2003), to tease out the mystery with his keen psychological instincts. A preliminary canvass of the neighbors--including the bombshell wife of an American ex-pat, Marty Krugman, who amuses herself by taking candid snaps of people in their most private moments--uncovers more than enough hidden passion and shame to fuel the plot. Falcon releases the pressure of oblique personal threats, which may come from the Russian Mob, by talking with his blind therapist and by enjoying spicy tapas and sex with the seductive Consuelo. This is an ingeniously complex mystery driven by rich, intelligent dialogue and bathed in a stylish ambience, evoking a world of soulful sophistication that Euro-mystery fans right back to Maigret will savor. David Wright
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Customer Reviews

A Sophisticated Thriller
The greatest thrillers and mysteries are compelling novels that have a mystery at their core. And so it is with Robert Wilson's The Vanished Hands, a beautifully crafted work that, while it stands independently, builds upon Wilson's prior work, The Blind Man of Seville. Wilson's work is just a gem for the genre; it has solid writing, believable characters, and a difficult, but ultimately believable plot. It is a sophisticated and interesting thriller.

When a wealthy businessman and his wife are found dead in their home in a upscale neighborhood of Seville, Wilson's hero, Inspector Javier Falcon, is at first called upon to determine whether their deaths are a murder/suicide or a double murder. But as the investigation commences, bodies keep piling up: a famous, but washed-up actor takes his own life; a Russian prostitute disappears after a brief interrogation by the police and then turns up murdered, a high-ranking police official commits suicide. Falcon believes all these deaths are linked, and are not accidental, but he can't quite connect the dots.

There's a reason why, of course, which is that the plot is intricate and sometimes difficult to follow. But that's one of the reasons why I like Wilson's works; like the real world, they aren't always tidy and linear. And the complexity of the plot and action shouldn't deter readers; Wilson's stop-and-go quality heightens the tension and the reader's interest. If cops could just connect the dots in a simple straight line, there'd be less unsolved crime, and these kinds of novels would be infinitely less satisfying.

Wilson's strength in drawing characters is another reason to admire his work and read his books. Like many heroes of thrillers, Inspector Falcon has a painful past, and in The Vanished Hands Falcon continues his personal quest of moving on from his troubled relationship with his ex-wife, who is now dating, and soon to marry, one of his superiors. As he moves through his investigation, Falcon is constantly assessing that relationship, whose failure is constantly on display to him, given the small town nature of the police department and Seville. Falcon's candid admissions of his past failures with women and his tentativeness in reaching out for a new chance at love give real depth to his character. Even the minor characters are well-drawn: Maddy Krugman, the voluptuous ex-pat American who may not be candid about her past, and Juez Calderon, Falcon's superior and the fiancé of his ex-wife. For readers who have read other Wilson works, Falcon is an interesting extension on Bruce Medway, the hero of Wilson's novels set in Africa, who also has difficulties with women. But the maturing Wilson is now able to write greater depth into Falcon than Medway ever exhibited.

Wilson's writing is also a pleasure; he has a true gift for physical description. By way of illustration, the action in The Vanished Hands takes place in Seville in the summer, when the weather is beastly hot, and Wilson never lets you forget how the physical surroundings affect the characters and their behavior. Wilson's description of heat shimmering from roadways, and the stifled air of spaces devoid of air conditioning is brilliant.

Finally, Wilson does not shy away from interesting ideas: along the way, the characters in The Vanished Hands confront and consider the lasting emotional harms of pedophilia, the nature of parent-child relationships, the pervasive and apparently ineradicable influence of the Russian mafia in 21st century Europe, and America's unwillingness to come clean about its role in Chile in the 1970s. Most novels, let alone most thrillers, don't cover such wide ground. Yet, one of the satisfying things about The Vanished Hands is that these topics don't feel forced into the novel; they are natural outgrowths of the story line.

"We're defined by what we hide from the world."
In Robert Wilson's new book, "The Vanished Hands," Inspector Jefe Javier Falcon, the chief of the Seville homicide squad in Spain, has a particularly nasty case to investigate. A wealthy businessman, Rafael Vega, and his wife, Lucia, are found dead in their luxurious home. At first glance, it looks like a straightforward case of murder/suicide, but Falcon has his doubts.

Rafael Vega worked in construction and he had ties to the Russian mafia. He was suffering from anxiety and panic attacks, and his wife was an emotional wreck. The couple's marriage had been deeply troubled for a long time. Could Vega have killed his wife and then himself? As Falcon's inquiries continue, he learns that Rafael Vega was hiding many ugly secrets that could have ultimately led to his death.

Robert Wilson's textured writing makes "The Vanished Hands" an intriguing and tense psychological thriller. Wilson effectively explores the weaknesses and vulnerabilities that cause people to act in self-destructive ways, harming not only themselves but also those closest to them. This book has an aura of melancholy, since it deals with such weighty themes as child abuse, political torture, and infidelity.

Wilson has a deft way with characterization, and this book has quite a cast. Javier Falcon is a man of tremendous integrity, who is willing to lay his career on the line to see that justice is done. His ex-wife, Ines, is engaged to Juez Esteban Calderon, a duty judge who is also a known womanizer. Falcon's therapist, Alice Aguado, helps to keep Falcon on an even emotional keel and she also assists Javier with other cases that he is pursuing. One of Rafael Vega's neighbors, Consuelo Jimenez, is a well-to-do and beautiful widow to whom Javier is attracted, but he has always been unlucky in love. Finally, Marty and Maddy Krugman are an odd couple who may know more than they are telling about the deaths of Rafael and Lucia Vega. Marty is almost two decades older than his voluptuous wife, who reflexively comes on to almost every man she meets.

"The Vanished Hands" is about coping with psychological pain and trying to find contentment in a flawed world. It has a layered and complex plot, engrossing characters, and profound insights into the workings of the human mind. Wilson is an author who is comfortable with ambiguity, and, unlike lesser writers, he offers no easy answers or pat solutions to all of life's problems.

5 stars all the way
I read the review by publishers weekly. Whilst i agreee that it helps to have read the previous Wilson book, the plot is NOT too complex. Rather this book is a sophisticated and engaging read, not a Richard North Patterson novel written for USA Today reading simpletons.
Wilson is a great writer who happens to write mystery novels. Yes, the beginning of his newest book is a tad slow, but it is worth the wait. The twists in the story are compelling and the nature of the crimes truly troubling. Readers of this book will not be disappointed.