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Instantly came a familiar sensory impact: Snow/mint/tulips/ taffeta. “Mary Noyes.
Come to help the bachelor prepare for the party? Blts sings!" “Hoped you'd need
me, Linc." "Every host needs a hostess. Mary, what am I going to do for Canapes”
"Here it is . . ." "Sorry. No sale." “Party ahead, Linc. Sector 9." "Let's have the
picture." “Here it comes . . ." "Nope. No sale." “Party ahead, Linc. Sector 17." "
Shoot a picture." "Hey! It's a goddam bear!" "Don't run! Negotiate!" “Party ahead,
“Party ahead, Linc. Sector 41." “Shoot a picture." “Here it is." “Not them." “How do
you climb a palm tree?” “You shinny up." “Not up. Down." “How'd you get up, your
honor?" “I don't know. A moose helped me." "Party ahead, Linc. Sector 37.
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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.