Title: TEXAS SICARIO [Arlo Baines #2] Author: Harry Hunsicker
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
ISBN: 9781503905412
Genre: Crime Fiction


Still mourning the murders of his wife and children, former Texas Ranger Arlo Baines now works security at a bazaar in Dallas. Grief-stricken, he’s invested his heart and hope in the welfare of Miguel—a street kid who’s become his surrogate son. But the wounds of a brutal past are hard to heal, especially when a new case threatens to rip them open all over again.

Approached by a colleague now working for the DEA to investigate the seemingly random murders of prominent Latino businessmen, Arlo works to expose the common link: an ultra-violent drug cartel pushing into northern Texas. As the vicious power struggle between the gangs turns the streets of Dallas into a war zone, Arlo’s investigation threatens everything he loves.

When grief, anger, and secrets stretch the bonds of loyalty to their breaking point, Arlo can trust no one—but must risk everything to protect what remains.


TEXAS SICARIO comes across as a contrived, if not, formulaic read that suffers from White Knight syndrome, in that the MC of Arlo Baines, is constantly saving someone. From the bad guys—the usual drug cartels at war—or themselves, Javier, a ‘friend’ and current boss, whose life he saved from suicide, and the young child, Miguel.

While a fairly fast read, as the story itself is short. It nonetheless follows the standard pattern, drifter ex Marine/Cop/Soldier/Law Enforcement person (take your pick) trying to get past their own personal ugly history of loss and grief, comes into town (High Plains Drifter, AKA, Clint Eastwood) and immediately is the good ‘Gringo’ figuring it all out as everyone else seems too stupid, or too corrupt to. With every POC being reduced to a stereotype that bordered on the insulting.

The setting is as standard as the template plot, set in Dallas with a backdrop of poverty, seedy motels, and rundown areas of the ‘glitter’ city. Where the drug cartels vie for turf and people’s souls. And the characters do little beyond the expected in their support roles. As with Frank Vega, the criminal defence lawyer inadvertently laundering money for one of the drug cartels trying to establish themselves, and his wife, Quinn, who Baines just happened to have gone to school with. Again, another prop for the White Knight.

The hackneyed dialogue also suffered, never rising beyond the expected. And after a while, became rather tedious. With the hispanic cartel enforcer, Fito, threatening Arlo, Javier and Quinn in Javier’s bar, spouting such pearls as:

“She’s a looker, isn’t she? After all this settles down, I’m gonna have to show her what a real man is like.”

That is just an example of the woefully sad dialogue, which never improves, as this story fumbles its way to a dreadful conclusion that leaves the reader just hanging.

A generic book, with a generic cast of characters that the author uses to tell a familiar theme within crime fiction, of the fallen hero, drug cartels, and what people will do to make a fast buck.

Rating: 5 /10

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  1. February 13, 2019

    Too bad you didn’t like it Alexandra but just reading your review does wonder for my English with “contrived” “formulaic” and “hackneyed” (I had to look into the dictionary for that one!). And this is not me being sarcastic but really appreciative!

    • February 13, 2019

      Ha! Ha! Sorry I made you work with my colourful use of the English language, Sophie. But it’s usually the worst kind of books that make me dig up the most interesting of phrases to describe just how bad a read they were. 😉

  2. Nothing drives me crazier than hackneyed dialogue. Your example is a good one. Thanks for the warning.

    • February 13, 2019

      By the time I got to the end, I was rolling my eyes so much I think I hurt them, Jonetta. This might have worked, oh, back in the 50s or even the 60s, but today, well, we expect better.

  3. February 12, 2019

    Great review!
    Amazon has been suggesting this one to me for a past few day, like there’s no tomorrow. I think i’ll pass. I need to care about the characters… and if that’s what a real man is like, then no thank you. I’ll stick to cats 😀

    • February 13, 2019

      Ha! Ha! Cats give way more affection, Norrie. And yeah, that was the quality of the dialogue. Never mind the women were screamers and victims. Sadly, so cliched.

  4. February 12, 2019

    Have you read the first one? I’m planning on that being my next read.

    • February 12, 2019

      Yeah, I did, and had this one on back order (which I forgot to cancel). And while the other one had it’s flaws, it was still, better than this one.

      Hope you enjoy them better than I did.

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