New York's Lombardo's Steak House is famous for three reasons--the menu,
the clientele, and now, the gruesome murder of an infamous mob lawyer.
Effortlessly, the assassin slips through the police's fingers, and his
absence sparks a blaze of accusations about who ordered the hit.
Seated at a nearby table, reporter Nick Daniels is conducting a
once-in-a-lifetime interview with a legendary baseball bad-boy. Shocked
and shaken, he doesn't realize that he's accidentally captured a key
piece of evidence. Ensnared in the city's most sensational crime in
years, Nick investigates for a story of his own. Back off-- or die-- is
the clear message as he closes in on the facts. Heedless, and perhaps in
love, Nick endures humiliation, threats, violence, and worse in a
thriller that overturns every expectation and finishes with the kind of
flourish only James Patterson knows.
I keep getting more and more disheartened by Patterson's books and I'm not sure why I keep reading them besides the fact that they are a quick read. I was hoping for a good, quick mob story. What I got was a story with tons of characters that I had no feelings for either way. The whole thing bordered on absurd, the baseball "bad boy" tie in was ridiculous and seemed like it was just thrown in as a way to tie things together, and once again each and every chapter is peppered with unnecessary and overused exclamation points. I was thinking, same as I did with Now You See Her, how much crap happens to one person? I mean really.
2 stars
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