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Jim Fusilli's fine writing paints a vivid, noir-tinged portrait of New York's streets and people, and only the most cold-hearted reader could fail to care about Terry, his daughter Bella, and many other vividly drawn, often damaged characters. Fusilli's sense of place and pacing falter a bit in New Orleans--including a section near the end, which sags noticeably--but most of the story is set in the Big Apple, and is pitch-perfect. This is one of the most powerful, enjoyable crime tales of the season. --Nicholas H. Allison
Taut and complex, Fusilli's tale is full of unexpected curves, especially when Orr discovers from an eyewitness to his wife's death, that she was kissing an unknown man, and Weisz possibly tried to stop the stroller's ominous descent onto the subway tracks. Not only does this unexpected disclosure stun Terry, it alters his quest for vengeance and allows him to open up to patient girlfriend Julie.
At the request of his deceased friend Leo, Orr tries to locate Leo's long absent wife Loretta, whom Leo believes caused financial disaster in their New York restaurant business, forcing Leo to buy the pathetic bar he owned until his death. But Loretta somehow ties into the circumstances surrounding Marina's death, and Orr isn't sure anymore who was responsible for Leo's financial demise.
Fusilli has penned a novel that constantly hovers in the gray, where there is no black or white, no right or wrong, and many of the characters are constantly crossing the line, especially Terry, as he attempts to seek closure in the death of his wife. The tightly written plot line will leave even readers unfamiliar with his series eagerly seeking a sequel.