I could barely set Outlaw down as I read the first several chapters. A woman named Julian and her young son, Stephen, are shipwrecked on a coast of a neighboring island somewhere near Australia. Stephen vanishes in the wreck, a cannibalistic tribe captures Julian, and chaos ensues after that.

The descriptions of tribal culture display an authenticity that could only be written by a man like Ted Dekker. He spent much of his early life living with a tribe of headhunters in Indonesia, as his parents were missionaries. His personal story is haunting and beautiful, and it is recreated in many ways through this novel. While I wish the final part of Outlaw went on a little longer and spoke perhaps a bit more symbolically at times than straightforward (when you take a look, you'll probably see what I mean), I still enjoyed the read very much, and I recommend it to anyone who loves Ted Dekker.

Something I enjoy about Dekker is that his writing style is never the same. People like to place him into this box of a Christian writer who pens down stories of serial killers, but truly, he has written in every genre and style and storyline that you could even think up. And Outlaw is vastly different than all of these.