You’d think someone whose career keeps her out in the
wilderness would prefer a vacation to a pampering resort in the Caribbean, or
maybe a visit to her sister and some Broadway plays in New York City. Not U.S.
Park Service ranger Anna Pigeon. No, her idea of a restful few days with the
girls is camping in the rugged, undeveloped Iron Range area of northern
Minnesota.
Anna takes her commitment to the outdoors very seriously.
The group of five only pack in what they need for the few days in the
wilderness, and that means absolutely no cell phones or any other electronics.
Anna’s companions are her very dear friend Heath, a paraplegic, Heath’s 15-year-old
daughter Elizabeth, Leah, a brilliant but socially-underdeveloped
designer/engineer of outdoor equipment for physically-handicapped individuals,
and Leah’s 13-year-old spoiled and immature daughter Katie. The only male on
the trip is Heath’s dog Wiley.
On the second night out, Anna slips into her canoe and
floats downriver for a few moments of relaxation and solitude. In her absence,
the campsite is invaded by four bad-news kidnappers looking for wealthy Leah
and an eventual lucrative payoff. But it’s more than money that drives “the
dude.” To complicate matters, he’s stuck
with three idiots as his support team, and the campsite the women were supposed
use had been devastated by a recent fire, so getting them out of the wilderness
was going to be a larger task than the original plan had considered.
A nifty lie on Heath’s part about the absence of the fifth
woman gives Anna the opportunity to remain an unknown adversary/protector, and
the bulk of the story tells of the trip through the wilderness by the party of
eight, trailed at a safe distance by Anna and the dog, who wait for
opportunities to improve the odds for the other women.
This latest novel by Nevada Barr is gritty, brutal and often
disconcerting. But what Barr does extremely well is open up her characters to
the reader for close understanding of what drives each of them to act the way
they do. Riveting.