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We're trapped in this together, right down the line, from here to Demolition." He
shaped his distorted face into a frozen smile and rejoined his hostess on a couch
alongside one of the tables. It was still the custom for couples to feed one another
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
He wheeled on Powell who had already crossed him up and again stepped out
of the line of fire. “You God damned peeper! You lousy, sleazy, son of a-" Powell
faked to the left, reversed, closed with Reich and delivered a six-inch jab to 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.