“The Bitterroots: A novel” (Minotaur Books), by C.J. Box
After losing her job as a North Dakota sheriff following a tumultuous serial killer investigation in “Paradise Valley,” Cassie Dewell resurfaces as a struggling Montana private detective in C.J. Box’s new crime novel, “The Bitterroots.”
As a former law enforcement officer, she’s doesn’t want to work for defense attorneys, but when a local lawyer asks her for help, Dewell, the single mother of a teenage boy, can’t afford to turn down the case. Dewell is repulsed that the lawyer’s client, Blake Kleinsasser, is accused of raping his 15-year-old niece, but the lawyer assures her that the case against him, including witness statements and DNA evidence, appears solid. Assure me that there are no holes in the case, the lawyer says, and I’ll talk my client into a plea deal.
So Dewell ventures into the mountains of western Montana to talk to the local sheriff, review the case file and interview witnesses. There, she is met with hostility and intimidation by nearly everyone in town. The tale unfolds in a landscape thick with smoke from forest fires, the gloom serving as an apt metaphor for the evil she encounters.
Kleinsasser, who had recently returned to Montana after working as a New York City stockbroker, is the oldest son of a clan that owns the vast Iron Cross Ranch and just about everything else in their mountain-ringed town. It turns out that his father and brothers despise him for turning his back on the family’s ranching heritage.