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“Go meet your guests, Mr. Powell. I'll make your canapes. It's all I'm good for." He
kissed her once, then turned toward the living room and opened the front door.
Instantly, a fountain of brilliance sparkled into the house, followed by the guests.
I bet you did steal the weather." "No," he said. “Dishonest Abe did." He blushed,
kissed Mary, kissed Barbara D'Courtney, blushed again and left the house in
confusion. CHAPTE E LEVEN he pawnshop was in darkness. A single 139 THE ...
Duffy bent over him and kissed him hard on the mouth. “How about this? Real?" “
You don't understand. It's all been delusions . . . hallucinations . . . everything. I've
got to readjust, reorientate, reorganize . . . Before it's too late, Duffy. Before it's ...
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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.