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I've got to concentrate on that girl. The manager and staff carefully explained
matters at great length in response to the Rough Tail's suave questions. Many
clients lost patience and left the store. One sat quietly in a corner, too rapt in a
Occupation: Police Prefect. Intent: To question a girl named Barbara D'Courtney. I
have heard she's participating in your act." Powell transmitted a picture of the girl.
It was pathetic the way Chooka tried to block. “Get ... out. Out. Out of here. Get.
The girl who answered Powell's phone came out of the house and ran down
through the garden toward the Jumper. Reich waited. No one else came from the
house. The girl was alone. He surged up out of the brush and the girl spun
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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.