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Esper secretary unobtrusively accompanied him like a trained dog. “Trained bitch
! ... “First, the background, Mr. Reich: There are approximately one hundred
thousand (100,000) 3rd Class Espers in the Esper Guild. An Esper 3 can peep
I've been financing your League of Esper Patriots for five years. If you've peeped
me deep enough you know why. I hate the damned Esper Guild as much as you
do. Guild ethics are bad for business ... lousy for making money. Your League is ...
OO The usual line was assembled in the anteroom of the Esper Guild Institute
when Lincoln Powell entered. The hopeful hundreds, all ages, all sexes, all
classes, each dreaming that he had the magic quality that could make life the
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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.