“The Monarch” by Jack Soren
Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Casa!
Last month was a busy one for me. Between edits for a short story I have coming out in “There’s a Magic Portal Under My Sink”, recording the beginning of my first audiobook project through ACX, and having my sons over almost every weekend, it was a busy, happy, and tiring month, but well worth it, of course. Now, without further ado, let’s jump right in to this week’s book review. I offer for your literary consideration… “The Monarch” by Jack Soren.
A serial killer who carves butterflies into the flesh of his victims is making his rounds in New York City. When one of the bodies is found in a museum fountain with a painting long thought recovered jammed down his throat, it becomes clear to the FBI agent that the murderer is playing to a particular audience. The painting is one of a group of paintings liberated by an art thief known only as The Monarch. The hunt for The Monarch begins with an author considered by many to be the authority on his escapades,
As the hunt for a killer begins, Jonathan Hall is struggling to provide a life for his daughter. He has the means to do so, but accessing it means breaking a deathbed promise made to his wife to keep his previous life a secret from their daughter. When his former partner arrives at his doorstep, both men know the time has come for The Monarch to return and stop the serial killer from besmirching their shared identity.
What starts out as a cop and killer story quickly becomes a thrill ride with the introduction of a dying billionaire and the lengths he is willing to go in a search for a cure to his disease. Nathan Kring proves there is nothing he isn’t willing to do for control over the lives of everyone possible, including his daughters. It all climaxes into an explosive ending you have to see to believe. My ranking for “The Monarch” is a 4.5 out of 5.
Well, I’m afraid I must bid you adieu for the week. I feel another part of a balance life calling me… a nice soft bed and a good night’s sleep cuddled up with my fiancee. Until next week…
Donald “D.J.” Pitsiladis