One of the books that got me through the post-Ike period was Dave White's The Evil that Men Do, the second book in the Jackson Donne series. Donne used to be a private-eye, but he's lost his license, and this book isn't a p.i. novel. It's a kidnap thriller.
The motive for the crime is located in the past, the 1930s, and White does a good job of mixing the sections of the story from that time period with the ones from the present. It all has to do with Donne's family, with whom he has a shaky relationship. His sister's husband is snatched, and Donne agrees to help find him. Donne and his sister would like for their mother to help with some insight on the past, but she's in a nursing home, her mind about gone.
It's a tense tale, and while I liked White's first novel, this one's even better. One reason is that White's ditched the first-person/third-person narrative for one that's all third person (James Lee Burke, take note). The result is, for me, a story that flows better. A very entertaining book, and one that I was glad to have around during a tough time.
[As for nitpicking the sections set in the past, I'm a little skeptical of the use of "motel," and I thought the Swiss Army Knife didn't really become part of our culture until after WWII. But I could easily be wrong on both points. Not having convenient Internet access makes it tricky to look stuff up, and that kind of thing shouldn't really bother anybody, anyway. They just give old guys like me pause.]