Former mob hit man now in the witness protection program tells his story to a budding novelist. The book is suppose to be a work of fiction until Washington politicals take control of it. Mac and Anabelle help the young writer regain control. Good book
I was very surprised to find that Margaret Truman has written at least 23 or 24 "Capital Crimes Novels"--the capital being Washington DC, of course. I read it out of curiosity to see what kind of tales teller she is and how entertaining her writing might be. I was agreeably surprised and entertained and plan to read more. Her tale was readable and with the requisite "how will it end?" suspense. While there was a murder, the book was not filled with violence or profanity. It is always rewarding to find a writer who knows enough words without resorting to a continuing stream of profanity. As an old Navy man, I have heard just about every word there is to hear, but I find that intelligent words are best. I did find the ending a little soft after a terrific build up, and I did find a bit tedious numerous instances of listing what one character had to eat with great regularity. All in all, however, the book was worth the time to read it.
Louis Russo, former mob hit man and government informer, arrives at Union Station in DC on the last lap of what will turn out to be his one way trip from Tel Aviv. Two men meet his train, one is the man who will kill him, the other is Richard Marienthal, a young writer whose forthcoming book is based on Russo's life.
Truman has produced another knowing look at Washington politics with this tale of conspiracy and murder that echoes through the halls of the FBI, the CIA, Congress and the West Wing.
Hard to keep up with who's who, kept having to look back and see who she was talking about. Got to the point I juat didn't care, wanted it to be over. Why I keep holding out hope that a bad book will get better?