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“You lousy blood-sucker, peep me and find out. No. Sorry. Childish of me. Yes,
nightmares again. I was trying to rob a bank. Then I was trying to catch a train.
Then someone was singing. Me, I think. I'm trying to give you the pictures best I
We dissociate the mind from the lower levels, send it back to the womb, and let it
pretend it's being born to a new life all over again. Got that?" “Got it." Mary tried to
smile as her control returned. “On the surface of the mind . . . in the conscious ...
But I haven't been trying to booby-trap you. I did not gaff your stateroom lock. I did
not plant those Detonation Bulbs. I'm not the man who's trying to murder you. That
man is trying to kill you because he knows you're safe from me. He knows ...
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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.