Ann B. (Ann-B) reviewed on 8/17/2006 + 264 more book reviews

The news that reached Pickax City early on that cold November morning sent a deathly chill through the small northern community. The Pickax police chief, Andrew Brodie, was the first to hear about the car crash. It had occurred four hundred miles to the south, in the perilous urban area the locals called Down Below.

The victim had been driving through the heart of the city on a four-lane freeway when the occupants of a passing car fired shits at him, according to witnesses, causing him to lose control of his vehicle, which crashed into a concrete abutment and burned. The driver's body was consumed by flames, but through the license plates the registration had been traced to James Qwilleran, fifty-two, of Pickax City.

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