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You know Old Man Mose. He's going to insist on hard fact evidence." “Old Man
who?" Crabbe looked startled. “Old Man Mose," Powell grinned. “That's our
nickname for the Mosaic Multiplex Prosecution Computer. You wouldn't want us
to use ...
Powell hoped it was also ready for that cold-blooded, cynical monster of facts and
evidence, Old Man Mose. Powell and his staff assembled in Mose's office. A
round table had been set up in the center, and on it was constructed a
Alongside the table was massed the documentation the staff had prepared, ready
for presentation to the machine. Old Man Mose himself occupied the entire
circular wall of the giant office. His multitudinous eyes winked and glared coldly.
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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.