REVIEWED BY JOSH EMMONS
If you think the following sounds more like a Lifetime movie than a thriller—childless couple adopts a baby only to discover that her birth father wants her back—C.J. Box would like five hours of your time. Because Three Weeks is not a 10-hankie melodrama. It is a vigilante revenge story out to prove that when their families are threatened, human fathers act just like mother bears. That is, blood and blind justice flow abundantly. Forgive Box's uninspired writing and you'll find skilled pacing and well-developed suspense in what might best be described as "Juno with a body count."