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Fear takes countless supernatural forms in Stephen King's works — teens and children with deadly pyrotechnic or telekinetic gifts, murderous clowns, global plagues, haunted resort hotels and small towns suddenly and inexplicably cut off from the rest of the world. But few of these myriad terrors feel as visceral and close to home as the sense of human mortality that looms over King's new book, "End of Watch." Third in a recent series of novels ("Mr. Mercedes," "Finders Keepers") and linked by the same rotating cast of characters and the same inciting catastrophe, "End of Watch" is as much melancholy elegy as it is an undeniable page-turner.

The unnatural disaster that puts all these balls in play occurs in 2009. Thousands of displaced workers have lined up outside a Midwestern city center, waiting for a job fair to open, when a speeding Mercedes-Benz plows through the crowd, killing eight and seriously injuring many more. The murderer, Brady Hartsfield (dubbed “Mr. Mercedes” by the media), was apprehended the following year as he attempted to blow up an auditorium where 2,000 tweens were gathered for a boy-band concert. Brutally injured during his capture, five years later Brady resides in a traumatic brain injury clinic in an incurable vegetative state.

Or is he truly brain dead? Retired police detective Bill Hodges doesn’t think so. Proprietor of a detective agency called Finders Keepers, Hodges is the guy who collared Brady at the concert, although he suffered a heart attack in the process. ­Hodges’s assistant, Holly, delivered the blow to the head that left the killer unable to move or communicate or think or dream.

But now several employees at the brain clinic have reported strange instances of objects moving in Brady’s room, seemingly by telekinesis. Hodges suspects that Brady is faking it. So does Ruth Scapelli, a hard-nosed nurse. Scapelli believes, correctly, that Brady knows she doesn’t like him. She has heard the rumors about Brady’s strange ability, and one day witnesses it.

“This very morning, after the exam was finished and Dr. Babineau was washing his hands in the en suite bathroom, Brady raised his head to look at her and lifted one hand to his chest. He curled it into a loose, trembling fist. From it his middle finger slowly extended.”

Turns out that the apparently comatose Brady has been very busy indeed. A homegrown, if murderous, computer genius before Holly clobbered him, Brady’s consciousness has returned, augmented by illegal drugs administered by Babineau, chief of the clinic’s neurology department. While he’s unable to move from his bed, Brady’s consciousness can leapfrog from his own brain into those of others, controlling them like zombie drones.

Worse, he uses all of these human puppets to buy up hundreds of Zappits, discontinued computer tablets. Among the many games bundled into each Zappit is one called Fishin’ Hole. The fiendish Brady reprograms the benign game into a demonic version of Candy Crush or Angry Birds: Anyone looking at the demo becomes hypnotized by its brightly colored fish, whereupon Brady commands them to kill themselves.

Even more nefariously, Brady has plans to give away the Zappits to all those kids who attended that boy-band concert five years earlier, thereby igniting a suicide epidemic. He sets up a suicide-inducing website, too, which, in a sly nod to the TV version of King’s “The Stand,” uses “Don’t Fear the Reaper”as its theme song.

So much for the page-turning aspects of “End of Watch,” which are many, complex, and grimly entertaining. More intriguing is the novel’s emotional heart, which resides in Hodges. As the book opens, the aging detective learns he has pancreatic cancer. He refuses treatment and tells no one, although the loyal Holly quickly figures out the truth. King sends Hodges, and the reader, on a death march in pursuit of Brady. Exhausted and in gut-wrenching pain, Hodges knows this will be his last case. No point in enlisting the cops: Who would believe that a paraplegic patient is capable of possessing another human being?

Not long ago, the events described here would seem as improbable as a haunted 1958 Plymouth Fury named Christine. Today, however, quantum advances in neuroscience, computers and social media make “End of Watch” seem creepily plausible, especially in its vivid depiction of the diabolical game Fishin’ Hole, and the reactions of those vulnerable people, mostly teenagers, who are susceptible to its deadly subliminal message. Throughout his tale, King nimbly pulls together numerous plot threads and characters, adding a few from “Mr. Mercedes” and “Finders Keepers,” and for good measure throws in a final, nail-biting chase through a blizzard. One finishes this novel feeling great empathy for its resolute protagonist, and even greater trepidation about that next round of Candy Crush.

Is End of Watch a good book?

In End of Watch, Stephen King brings the Hodges trilogy to a sublimely terrifying conclusion, combining the detective fiction of Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers with the heart-pounding, supernatural suspense that has been his bestselling trademark.

What is End of Watch about Stephen King?

End of Watch is a crime novel by American writer Stephen King, the third volume of a trilogy focusing on Detective Bill Hodges, following Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers. The book was first announced at an event at St. Francis College on April 21, 2015, under the title The Suicide Prince.

Is End of Watch by Stephen King a sequel?

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Is Finders Keepers worth reading?

A masterful, intensely suspenseful novel about a reader whose obsession with a reclusive writer goes far too far—a book about the power of storytelling, starring the same trio of unlikely and winning heroes King introduced in Mr. Mercedes.