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First
Sentence: The gold Rolex Day-Date on his wrist had cost eleven
thousand dollars.
Dek's
ex-wife, Amanda, is the daughter of one of the most wealthy
and powerful men, who control the city of Chicago. And they
are dying; being murdered very quietly. Amanda, who wants
Dek to investigate, is someone he cannot refuse. Her father
is less than agreeable. It quickly becomes clear he's knows
more than he's saying. Can Dek keep him alive, or is he behind
the murders?
It's
nice to see an author's writing mature, and Fredrickson's
definitely has since his first book. In Dek, he has created
a very interesting character with sardonic humor balanced
by introspection, hope, as wonderfully exemplified by an ash
tree.
The focus
on sartorial details is always interesting when used as a
way of establishing one's social and economic class. Conversely,
one can appreciate the way in which Dex evaluates fast food
restaurants. Some authors offer mouth-watering description
of superb meals. Frederickson provides guilt-pleasure descriptions
of artery-closing food... "His masterpiece was four over-easy
eggs piled atop two English muffins, slathered with sausage,
melted cheddar and mushroom gravy the thickness of porridge."
Two minor
criticisms; The prologue was completely unnecessary and would
have been better left only within the context of the story
and, my personnel irritant, there was an unfortunate, and
completely unnecessary, semi-portent.
The
Confessor's Club is a very good book with nice tension,
suspense and plot twists.
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