Sunday, February 17, 2013

Scavenger - by David Morrell

Time capsules, letterboxing, messages from the past......pretty interesting stuff, if you ask me. That's what made me pick up this book by David Morrell from the library last weekend. Of course, from the storyline on the back cover it was evident that this one was sort of a sequel to his 'Creepers'. I didn't see 'Creepers' anywhere and the attendant was busy with other patrons. So I checked out the book and left.

Turned out that reading of 'Creepers' was not a pre-requisite to reading this one. It was enough to remember that Belanger, a cop, had survived the fire at Paragon hotel along with Amanda who looked a lot like his kidnapped wife. The novel begins when Belanger is trying his best to forget what happened at the Paragon and moving on with his life. Since he doesn't have anyone to look after him after being discharged from the hospital, Amanda takes him to her home. They soon become a couple (surprise! surprise!).

Then one day, they receive an invitation - from some history club, where a prefessor is going to deliver a lecture about time capsules. They attend, are duly drugged and separated. Amanda is nowhere to be seen when Belanger wakes up outside the ruins of the Paragon.

While Belanger is agonizing over whether Amanda is safe or not, she is going through a hell of her own - along with five more people. Someone wants them to play a game - of overcoming the obstacles and finding a long-lost Time Capsule.

The novel made a good read - though the hero, like in almost every crime or thriller novel, seems almost superhuman in overcoming the obstacles, surviving attempts on his life, solving the clues and finally managing to reach the Damsel in distress. The Author's Note mentions that many of the references in the novel are facts so I duly noted the links he provided. I hope that one day I will find time to go through the following:

Capsule History
Tales of future past
Crypt of Civilization
Black Hills  Secrets
Geocaching
Letterboxing

When I went to the library to return the book this weekend, the attendant told me that the library stocks more novels of the author and promised to look them up for me next weekend.

Whether I read them or not, one sentence from Author's note will remain forever etched in my memory:

Nothing passes as long as we remember it. Each of us is a time capsule.

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