First Published:July 1st, 1989
My Star Rating:
BLUF: I didn’t find the main character appealing.
I feel guilty writing reviews of books that were written in the late ‘80s, early ‘90s. It was a whole different world back then. I would love to get into some of these popular author’s books, but they seem to be mostly in series from this time and I just don’t know where to start.
Rules of Prey follows “maddog”, a serial rapist/murderer who is obsessive about leaving no traces at his crime scenes with the exception to his own notes – each of which lists a rule that he keeps in order to ensure he doesn’t get caught. Lucas Davenport, a playboy detective, will do anything to catch this killer – including feeding lies to the media, setting up unsuspecting victims, and withholding information from his station.
Rules of Prey introduces us to the murderer from the beginning. There isn’t any mystery in who he is or his motives, but rather, when the police will uncover these truths. He’s described as highly intelligent, but never shows this trait. Rather he is a player who enjoys the game he creates between him and the police.
Another individual described as intelligent is Lucas Davenport. I’m not buying it. I know it’s indicative of the times, but I just can’t respect a man who uses women as if they aren’t worth anything [Spoiler: ESPECIALLY a man who chooses to act this way after finding out one of the women, who he actually likes as a person, is pregnant]. Talk about chauvinistic.. but hey, he only sleeps with smart women – maybe he hopes they’ll rub off on him.
“You know enough of [the women that I have dated] to see the pattern,” he said. “I don’t go out with dummies.”
All-in-all, this wasn’t the book for me.