What does the news of the Pope's impending visit to Boston mean for the city's power politics, corrupt dealmakers, and warring newspapers?
Is it true that the Pope is coming to work a miracle, to deliver an obsucre saint who lives among them?
This is the mainspring of the action in this sardonic, sharp, novel about journalism and political drama in a city that still has the Cabots and Lowells ont he hill and the O'Tooles and the McCarthys at the harbor.
When Tony Owen, the town's hottest reporter starets to investigate the death of a derelict in a torched house on Duncan Avenue, a guge ball of string begins to unwind, and the end of it seems to lie in City Hall.
The Pope does come at last, with results you'll find both amusing and tragic. There is indeed a mostg unlikely candidate for sainthood.