I have read every Sandford book, even the non-Lucas ones. I've read half a dozen of his books more than once, and I consider him to be among my favorite authors. Sandford lost a little for a few books, but I felt he got it back again in Buried Prey. This book once again recaptured some of his old flair—some, but not all. I never go into details in a review, so I'll try to tell you why I say that, without revealing anything.
First the good: Lucas is almost back to his normal self, and the killer/s were, for the most part, done well. The writing was typical Sandford, which means good. The dialogue was classic Sandford, which means excellent. The book, like all of his, was without errors, or at least none caught my eye.
So what wasn't up to par: I said the killer/s were good. But some weren't. What was sorely lacking was a top-notch Sandford plot, with a great Sandford ending. I wasn't sorry I read the book, but I was slightly disappointed. Perhaps because I've come to expect too much from him. The other component that I felt was missing, was the normally magnificent supporting cast. That used to be one of Sandford's strongest points; in this book I felt it didn't quite reach his typical level.
Overall this was a good read. It went fast. It had good action. There weren't any huge gaping plot holes, and the ending probably will leave most people satisfied. For me it fell a little short.
Will I pick up the next Sandford book? You bet your sweet ass I will. He's still one of the best.