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In conference with the agency that handled copy for the Monarch Jumper (“the
only Family Air-Rocket on the market"), Reich came up with a new advertising
program. “Here's the slant," Reich said. “People always anthropomorphize the ...
Powell's face was suddenly animated. “Let's see it." Chooka displayed the knife-
pistol. “That's it, by heaven!" Powell exclaimed. “Maybe I'm going to get a break
after all. Stay right where you are, Chooka. I'll be down as fast as a Jumper can
extinguished. The Jumpers had disappeared. There were great gaps shorn in the
skyline. "I'm sick," Reich moaned. “I'm sick. I need help ..." He began to lurch
down the broken streets with arms clutching his belly. “Jumper!" he yelled. “
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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.