_ The year is September 1920 and lunch time when Lower Manhattan was blown apart, and Americans started wondering who could hate them so much. The day the word “terrorist” became part of our vocabulary, and the country rallied to war.
“It was lunchtime. An overloaded horse-drawn cart was parked in front of J. P. Morgan’s bank, jamming traffic. A taxi driver got out of his car, ready to chew out the cart man, but he was nowhere to be found. Then the cabby heard an odd noise. He put his ear to the burlap: ticking. Seconds later dozens of people were dead. To this day the crime remains unsolved.”
Jed takes a real life mystery that has not been solved and offers an explanation, using a wide range of characters both fictitious and real to offer an answer. Into this mix he manages to weave Sigmund Freud, and Madame Curie, a world war one mystery, and gold all making for an intriguing mystery thriller that has double dealing on a grand scale.
This was the follow up from his previous 2006 novel, “The Interpretation of Murder,” which I have also read some time ago and is just as good or if not even better. This was a really enjoyable read just bringing the 1920's to life. Book 13 Week 13 Still just on target
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