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If I had to choose only one favorite author, it would come down to Dean Koontz. Not only does he show how despicable and depraved human nature can be, but he also shows how endearing and enduring mankind can be. And he does all of this with a sense of humor and a mind that’s infused with melancholic magic. He’s quite simply the most marvelous author I’ve ever read.
In Relentless, bestselling novelist Cullen “Cubby” Greenwich receives a bad review from a seldom seen critic named Shearman Waxx. His comments are cruel and inaccurate, but everyone tells Cubby to leave it alone—after all, it’s just one critic in a sea of them.
Cubby plans to ignore Shearman Waxx, but when he discovers that the critic will be eating lunch at a local restaurant, he can’t resist taking a peek at the man. This leads to an unintentional confrontation that sends Cubby on the run with his family—his wife, Penny, their genius son, Milo, and their non-collie named Lassie.
As Cubby fights to keep his family alive, he digs into Shearman’s life, and he discovers that there’s a whole lot more to the man than what’s on the surface. Evil has many faces, and anarchy is one of them. Beware the man, or woman, who wants to change the world according to their vision.
Koontz is famous for his bumbling heroes who are backed up by a smart and strong woman (something I especially like about his female leads), and Cullen “Cubby” Greenwich is no exception. Normally, I don’t like this type of hero, but Koontz manages to mold him into an engaging character who will fight to the death for those he loves. It also helps that he has a sense of humor (one of my favorite traits in a male character).
At first, Relentless may appear to be just another thriller with a sociopath chasing an innocent family, intent on destroying them. But as you delve deeper into the novel, you began to realize that Shearman Waxx’s agenda is so much more chilling, and the message so much more terrifying—vintage Dean Koontz at his best.
Pick a weekend when you’ve made no plans, then grab a copy of Relentless and read it from start to finish without stopping—because, trust me, nothing short of a nuclear holocaust will be able to rip you away from Dean Koontz’s Relentless once you’ve begun.
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