Note this is book 3 in the Jack Hawthorne adventure series. I read it first and still did great, and now have books one and two in the to-be-read stack.
About Blood and Bone (released July 1, 2013):
Keeping the Secret of the Bones
Could Leave Jack With Blood on His Hands
After his many adventures, Jack Hawthorne has finally settled down. Married to Espy, and with two sons, he's content to live the life of a mild-mannered university professor. That all changes when someone discovers the secret of the prophet's bones Jack buried in the desert thirteen years ago. With just a single phone call, Jack's back on the run...with even more at stake than ever before. Determined not to risk the lives of his family, he knows the only way to finally be safe is to deliver the bones once and for all.
Except they aren't there. Someone got to the unmarked grave in the Australian outback first, leaving Jack and Espy empty-handed. Desperate, the two begin another globe-spanning race, following the tiniest of clues, to find the one thing that will either save their family or tear apart everything they hold dear.
Excerpt from Blood and Bone:
He pointed out the find to Espy, and together they read through the article in its entirety. There was no mention of the Pictish symbol or of a Loudon tie to the Chambers family beyond the one occurrence. According to the writer, Chambers had provided a good portion of the funds for the design and development of a cemetary.
"Bath Abbey Cemetery," Jack read. He looked at Espy, who was wearing a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong is that I know where this is going," she said, her accent more pronounced than usual. "You're going to convince me to go to the cemetery. Just to look, you'll say. Then once we're there, somehow you're going to talk me into helping you desecrate somebody's tomb. And I don't want to desecrate a tomb."
"Well, how about I make you a promise? If there's any tomb desecrating to be done, I'll do it all by myself."
She looked unconvinced. "You say that now, but when we get there and it's, Espy, hep me move this. Espy, can you read this for me? Espy, do you mind holding the dead body up so I can look underneath it?"
Jack swiveled his chair and regarded his wife, marveling at his ability to anger the woman without saying so much as a word. She looked ready to spit.
One thing Jack knew about her anger, however, was that it seldom clouded her ability to make rational decisions. And he had no doubt that if there was any tomb desecration to be done, he was on his own.
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Gallant ScoreJack loves his wife and sons and will protect them at all costs. Which makes it all the more heartbreaking when he can't. The scene where his sons are taken from him is so vivid, I could feel his fear as if I was running beside the plane with a gun in my hand too. Jack's moral compass is where it should be, in spite of the tomb desecrating when necessary because it isn't for loot or treasure, it is for clues and information.
Wounded ScoreI left these orange-less because even though Jack has a weak knee and some regrets about his past, he's not wounded in the classic sense of this score. Perhaps if he really is, he hid it from me as well as from everyone else.
Softie ScoreThere's an affectionate and tender husband and father underneath the shell, but there isn't much time to experience it when you're being chased by a whole lot of bad guys.
Stupid StrikesWhile there are a lot of things I wish Jack would have done differently, I can't pop him any orange here. He's got a brilliant mind and knows how to use it.
Swoon ScoreI knew Jack was orange about a third of the way into this novel. There was just something about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on but it was very there. Very Ben Gates, Indiana Jones, and Dr. Richard Kimble feel and as an author myself, I could really appreciate some of Don Hoesel's vivid and lyrical writing. The author gave me a good story, with a hero I could sink my very demanding literary teeth into, and Jack Hawthorne delivered.
Don Hoesel is originally from Buffalo, NY, but has called Tennessee home for more than seventeen years. He has written five novels, including his newest: Blood and Bone, book three in the Jack Hawthorne series. He has a BA in Mass Communication from Taylor University. He lives in Spring Hill, TN, with his wife and two children. Learn more at www.donhoesel.com.
The FHF Exclusive Directly from the Author
Jack has changed quite a bit over the course of three books. That’s natural, of course. Traipsing around the globe for the better part of two decades, trying to stay a step ahead of any number of people trying to kill you is bound to leave a mark on a man. In fact, if Jack was the same person now that he was when I introduced him in Elisha’s Bones, it would be fair to say that I hadn’t done my job as a writer.
In a period of thirteen years Jack has aged, he’s gotten married, he’s had kids, and, although he doesn’t like to admit it, he’s become more responsible. Oh, he’s still plagued by some of the bad habits—even a bit of the narcissism—that he’s nursed his entire adult life but he’s also rearranged his priorities. He’s come to realize that people are more important than things—that relationships trump treasure. By any measure, Jack is a better man now than he was all those years ago.
But I have to be honest with you about something. There’s a part of me that will always love his original incarnation best.
When Jack first came on the scene he was five years into a teaching stint at Evanston University in Ellen, NC. He lived alone in a near empty apartment. He drank and smoked too much. There were only two people within a hundred miles that he could call friends. And his most fulfilling relationship was with a plant: a cactus that required next to no commitment.
He was flippant. He was self-absorbed. He refused to take anything seriously.
He’d walked away from a promising archaeological career and an equally promising relationship. He owed money to people all over the globe (although he took some pride in never owing money to more than one person in any general geographic area.) And both his friends and enemies often harbored very similar thoughts about him.
Jack was a flawed character. And flawed characters are a lot of fun to write. There are more layers to play with. More depth. But what it really comes down to is that Jack was a guy I wanted to hang out with—someone with whom I could drink a beer and enjoy a fine cigar.
I think, too, that there’s something special about that first really memorable character a writer creates. I’d written books before Elisha’s Bones (although it was the first one to find a publisher) but Jack was the first protagonist about whom I could honestly say, “I got this one just right.”
And I suppose that’s why I found it so difficult to change Jack, to make him grow up.
But amid his myriad flaws, Jack also had some strengths—traits that made his evolution inevitable. Chief among these was a pronounced skepticism. Often, skeptics can be very driven people—driven to search for the answers themselves because they’re not content to let others do the legwork for them. Jack could never take anything at face value; he had to see the proof for himself. It was a quality that drove him through the events of the first book, despite some pretty overwhelming odds. It was also a quality that forced him to take a hard look at a lot of the choices he’d made and to be honest with himself about his shortcomings. In the end, not letting Jack mature would have been a disservice to the character, as well as to the reader.
The Jack of today is a lot different from that guy who only cared for his cactus. But, fortunately, he still retains a lot of the qualities that made him such a fun character to write in that first book. He’s still flippant; he still drinks and smokes too much; he’s still a skeptic at heart; and both his friends and his enemies still hold him in much the same regard. But he’s also at a place in his life I find more relatable. He’s a guy who struggles with how to care for and protect his family, how to accept and reciprocate deep friendship, and how to process the events that have shaped him.
The truth is, I like the guy Jack has become. He’s the right guy for Blood and Bone, the last Jack Hawthorne novel. He’s the only one who could navigate all the hazards in the book and come out the other side. I doubt the younger Jack would have been up to the task.
But that doesn’t mean I still wouldn’t sit down for a drink and a cigar with him.
I have to agree with Don that there is something special about that first really memorable character a writer creates. I certainly know who mine is and am so glad to have been able to experience Jack Hawthorne as a reader, even if at the end of his journey. You know the drill hero girls, and I'm pretty sure Don was able to convince you better than me about why you should break from your usual fare and read this book.
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