SOMETHING MISSING by Matthew Dicks: Book Review
The clever graphic on the cover of Something Missing lets you know at once that this is an offbeat mystery; the graphic spells the second word as Mis ing.
Martin Railsback, Jr. is an unusual type of career criminal. He’s a thief who has OCD, obsessive-compulsive disorder, while also having perhaps a place on the Asperger’s scale. He enters houses, first making certain the homeowners are absent, and steals items he thinks they won’t miss–canned foods, tubes of toothpaste, towels, etc.
After he’s made numerous trips, he may begin to take items of more value, perhaps some silver tableware or diamond earrings. He uses a digital camera to make sure he leaves a room exactly as he found it, has a timer on his watch to make sure he doesn’t stay too long in the house, and probably knows more about the homeowners and their habits than they do about themselves.
He learns the latter through the items we all scatter around our homes–computers left on with no password needed, bank passbooks and passports in dresser drawers, charge card bills on desks, and extra keys in those hiding places that are all too obvious–under the doormat, inside the flower pot, inside the toilet tank, etc. And what about all the party invitations on the refrigerator–they’re like a newspaper announcement telling the world when we’ll be away from home.
Martin comes prepared for all emergencies, locating two or three emergency exits in each house; he wears a hairnet and latex gloves to make sure he leaves no DNA traces behind.
These precautions almost always work…if they were foolproof, there’d be no book.
This book isn’t a true mystery, I must confess, because you know from the outset who’s committing the crimes. You’re privy to Martin’s thoughts, although I did wish the author had explained Martin’s motive a bit more. Why does he steal such inexpensive items? If he’s going to break into someone’s house, why not go for the big stuff at once without the need to come back and put himself at risk? There’s a deep psychological reason somewhere, but I wasn’t able to find it.
However, to make up for that lack, it’s wonderful to follow Martin’s thinking and methodology. He is so socially awkward that he’s unable, at the beginning of the novel, to say more than hello without practicing his side of the conversation beforehand. It’s painful to see him try to interact in any social setting. He wants to be comfortable with others but doesn’t know how. That’s the Asperger’s aspect of him.
But as the story progresses, so does Martin. He does things and takes risks that would have seemed impossible to him at the outset of the novel, and by doing so he becomes a more fully-formed person. He has our sympathy from the outset, even though he’s committing illegal acts, but he has our admiration at the end.
Twice during the course of the novel Martin changes his routine to benefit his “clients,” as he refers to them, putting himself in danger of discovery. But by changing the routine that he has perfected to keep himself safe and undiscovered, he also changes into a mature man, more capable of interacting with others and finding a happier place for himself in the world. It’s a novel of discovery, and it’s wonderful to go along with Martin for the ride. I’m hoping that Matthew Dicks will invite us along for another ride with Martin Railsback, Jr. soon.
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Based on my son Rich’s urgings, I’ve decided to start a blog reviewing mystery novels. According to my mother, I’ve been reading since the age of two, but you know how mothers are. In truth, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t read, and mysteries have always been my favorite genre. Like most girls, I started with Nancy Drew, Cherry Ames, Vicki Barr, the usual pre-teen mystery novels. Then I moved to adult mysteries.
I started a book club in 1970 that was featured in an article in The Boston Globe about clubs that were started way before Amazon.com’s reviews and Oprah’s recommendation became must-reads. Although the Birch Street Book Club has never achieved that level of fame, we’re still ten members strong nearly forty years later.
We read novels, biographies, and non-fiction, but very few mysteries. This blog will be my attempt to spread the word about my favorite mysteries, mostly new but some classics as well.
My son, who blogs on his web site www.flyteblog.com, as well as connecting on LinkedIn, Twitter, and Facebook, tells me that one of the best parts of blogging comes from feedback from readers.
So I hope that people who find my blog, as you have, will respond to my reviews and give me your opinions on what I’ve written, make suggestions for future reviews, or direct me to your blog. Hope to hear from you soon.
I’ve started off with a number of reviews to arouse your interest; my goal is to review a novel a week. So here goes….
Marilyn