The Manhattan Hunt Club
If The Manhattan Hunt club had a sub-title it would be “vigilante on vigilante justice”. When Jeff Converse stops to help a woman in the subway, she mistakes him for her attacker. He convicted of rape and sentenced to time in prison. Without giving too much away, he finds himself in the tunnels under Manhattan being hunted by vigilantes who are unhappy with the current justice system. While I found the story engaging, and was sufficiently creeped out at the prospect of absolute darkness while rats scurry around your feet, I wasn’t nearly as creeped out by the supernatural elements of Dean Koontz' horror stories. I’ve only read two Koontz, and while I really liked them, they are too creepy for me and I probably won’t read more. Saul…I can handle again.