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He went through the arch into the music room and turned right, groping for the
stairs. At the foot of the stairs he was forced to climb over a barrier of bodies with
octopus arms that tried to pull him down. He ascended the stairs, seventeen
Reich hung up, left the booth, and darted to the main stairs. He turned to the rear
of the marble staircase, found the bas-relief, twisted the woman's head savagely
and watched the bodies swing apart. A steel door appeared. A panel of buttons ...
Powell sighed, then smiled as a highly poised teen-ager appeared at the head of
the stairs and came down with grand insouciance. She was wearing a dress and
an expression of rehearsed surprise. She paused halfway down to let him take ...
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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.