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Dishonest Abe took over and answered smoothly. "You'd never believe it, but the
occupational disease of detectives is Laterality. That's right-handedness or left-
handedness. Most detectives suffer from strange changes of Laterality.
Is that the man? “Yes. Yes. Yes." And then all was gone. And she was kneeling
again, placid, doll-like, dead. Powell wiped perspiration from his face and took
the girl back to the dais. He was badly shaken ... worse than Barbara D'Courtney.
You'd better get up, sir." He took Reich's arm and pulled. Reich groaned and
yanked his arm free. Young Chervil took him under the shoulders and raised him,
staring at Reich's frightful appearance. “Were you mugged, Mr. Reich?" “What?
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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.