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Author: Bruce BorgosPage Count: UnknownPublication Date: Expected publication 2026-11-17 APL The obligatory review. Always a thrill. A chance to dissect the next big nothing. The Riddle Maker (Porter Beck, #4) by Bruce Borgos promises to be a thrilling ride, but will it be more than just a shallow echo of the same tired tropes? And so, we dive into a world where anonymous riddles are the new norm. A world where, apparently, our sheriff, Porter Beck, isn't too busy solving his local murders to receive cryptic messages from the great unknown. A world where, somehow, this riddle is connected to a decades-old serial killer. Oh, the originality. It's like Borgos took a deep breath and thought, "You know what would be a great idea? A riddle-filled thriller!" In the deserts of Nevada, the shrinking waters of Lake Mead, and the red rock wilderness of Utah, Beck and his team will chase a trail of riddles that may or may not lead to the truth. A pint-sized, yet fearless, FBI profiler, Jett Lowell, joins the fray, bringing with her a riddle received seventeen years earlier. Because, of course, she needs to be a pint-sized, fearless profiler. The archetype is tired, yet, for some reason, it still works. The real question here is: will The Riddle Maker be a mindless thrill ride or a thought-provoking exploration of the human condition? One thing's for sure—it'll be a wild ride. And by wild ride, I mean a predictable, genre-specific romp. Riddle Me This, Mr. Borgos But what really gets my goat is the setup. The vagueness of it all raises so many questions. What's the true nature of the riddle? Is it just a clever MacGuffin, or does it hold the key to something deeper? Is Beck's involvement simply a plot device or a genuine connection to the past? We'll have to wait and see. I suppose that's the beauty of it all: the anticipation. As if that wasn't enough, Borgos weaves in familiar tropes and clichés. A small-town sheriff with a troubled past, a pint-sized FBI agent with a personal stake in the case...yawn. It's a tired, overused formula. Yet, somehow, it still works. Maybe it's because the riddle-filled, desert landscapes will sweep us off our feet? Or maybe it's because we're just too jaded to care. — I'm stuck in this never-ending cycle of reviews, reviews, reviews. Where's the art in this? But let's assume The Riddle Maker breaks free from its predictable mold. Let's pretend it's more than just another thriller. Let's say Borgos actually takes the time to craft a compelling narrative, one that challenges the riddle genre and forges new paths. In that case, I'd say The Riddle Maker is reminiscent of Thomas Harris's The Silence of the Lambs. A thrilling, thought-provoking puzzle that keeps you guessing until the very end. Meta-Review I'm starting to get a little bored with this review. The words just seem to blend together. My thoughts are fragmenting, and I'm losing sight of what I'm trying to say. Maybe that's the point? Maybe The Riddle Maker is a reflection of our current culture's obsession with mindless thrills and predictable conclusions. Perhaps it's Borgos's subtle commentary on our shallow world, where the only thing that truly matters is the chase, the riddle, the next fix. As the lights dim, and the evening falls, I'll be spending it reading Sylvia Plath by candlelight.