UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCES by

Consequences  This is a wartime murder mystery.  Second World War, that is.  And it is a convoluted tale that makes you think you can’t keep the players straight without a scorecard.

Let me try to give you the basic plot without giving anything away.  Whew.  I’m telling you, this is one interwoven intriguing piece of fiction that you will either love or hate.

It is set in England, in the southern portion where the troops where practicing and prepping for D-Day.  It starts off in the current time, with a body found deep in some woods where almost nobody ever goes.  Turns out the guy was a German pilot, and was shot through the head.  He did not die when his plane was shot down, he was killed later, and the gun tossed into the shallow grave with him.

[OK, can I make a little side trip down Ethics & Morals Lane here?  Assume two enemies.  If one shoots the other on the battlefield, on recon, or something like that in cold blood, it is considered fair, but if one shoots the other in a non-battlefield or ops situation, it is considered murder.  Why is that?]

Another body is then found.   A famous aviation archeologist, specializing in finding and excavating planes from the various wars, disappears and his wife is shot dead.  Along with some other guy.

Turns out the plane was carrying a payload of gold, diamonds and money into England to help the infiltrated Nazis and English fellow-travelers.   But the payload is not in the plane, which is eventually found buried in the sediment of an isolated area (the plane, not the payload).  So what happened to the loot?  Where is it?  Who has it?  Is it in fact still around or is it all spent already.

So what is going on?  Who is killing whom?  And why?

There are a lot of main characters, secondary characters, and active characters from two generations.  It is hard to keep track,  especially if your brain has been reduced to mush by Facebook and Twitter posts.  But it is a kicker of a plot, subplot, and interwoven connections like you wouldn’t believe.

Perhaps some of all the exposition in the book is a trifle overkill. (Is ‘a trifle overkill’ an oxymoron?).  Some of the minutiae is a bit tedious and unnecessary.   Some of certain characters’ reminiscences were repetitive.  But all in all, it works, and you keep reading because you want to know Who Done It and Why They Done Did It.

Some good stuff here.  A good story about WWII that doesn’t rely on blood, gore, and the traditional battle scenes is rare.   This is a mystery, not so much a war story.  I really liked it.

Les Lunt has seven best selling war and thriller novels.

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