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Powell, the Police Prefect, could afford a small limestone maisonette on Hudson
Ramp overlooking the North River. There were only ... Someone would ask
Lincoln Powell an innocent question, and Dishonest Abe would answer. His
Powell." “The cop?" “The cop. Powell. Yes. Mr. Holy Lincoln Powell. Yes!" The
words began pouring out of Reich in a torrent. "Yes, Powell! The son of a bitch is
fighting dirty because I've licked him clean. He can't get a case together. He's got
Tsung: Powell: Powell: (akins: Powell: Franion: Powell: (a kins: Powell:
EMERGENCY MEETING To examine a request for Mass Cathexis with Lincoln
Powell as the human canal for the Capitalized energy. (Consternation) You can't
be serious ...
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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.