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Her name was Duffy Wygër. To Reich she was the epitome of the modern career
girl— the virgin seductress. “Well, Duffy?" He kissed her casually. She was as
shapely as a sales-curve, pretty, but a trifle too young. “Well, Mr. Reich?
“Correction," Duffy smiled. “Just for the record. You awoke." "I'm asleep!" Reich
shouted. He sat up. “Have you got a shot? Anything . . . opium, hemp, somnar,
lethettes . . . I've got to wake up, Duffy. I've got to get back to reality." Duffy bent
He relaxed and said: "Duffy, you may now kiss me." “Mr. Reich, you already been
kissed. Or was that when you were still awake?" “Forget that. Nightmares. Plain
nightmares." Reich burst into laughter. “Why the hell should I worry about having
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I was set to give this story five stars throughout most of the book, but the ending threw me off. Way off.
The majority of the story is a detective story; we follow a crime from the angle of the perpetrator, and the investigating police officer. The caper is made all that much more exciting by the existence of people with esp, known as peepers, of which our investigator is one, and our perpetrator is not. A thrilling game of mouse and peeper cat made the book a quick read, and fun to follow. The inclusion of the catchy lyrics the perpetrator has purposely stuck in his head to keep himself from leaking his crime to the psychics around him interspersed throughout the dialog and action was a great touch that really increased the tension through certain parts of the story.
The conclusion however, I felt turned suddenly to a different tone altogether. The plot became less understandable, and the ending somewhat preachy. I suddenly got the impression that the author wrote the whole book as a means to state the exposition. Five stars until the last thirty pages or so.