Kurt Hauptmann will learn to make stained glass to help men see the glory of God, one of the many bizarre heritages handed down from his ancestry. But the family has other, more frightening secrets. The path to God runs through darkness as well as light. And the bond of a family is blood, its own and that of its enemies.
What is the strangeness in Uncle Detlef, head of the stained-glass studio? Why has he descended from his cathedral roofs to steeplejack the perils of a secular world? What are his secrets? Why do the family's holy rites seem perverse?
Most of all, why are men getting killed in bizarre, archaic ways here in South Florida?
As Kurt gropes toward the truth, so does the tough and cynical cop, Jack Skelote. What lies before them is a limbo of murdered martyrs, unblessed, unholy, and unburied.
©1998 Thomas Sullivan (P)2012 David N. Wilson
Yes. Bob Walter has the kind of voice that I put on a short list of those who - as narrator - could influence me to listen to a book I might otherwise have ignored. The story is rich and complex and the characters are vivid.
Without giving anything away, I would have to cite the scenes where the protagonist and his cousin interact closely.
This book tells one of those rare stories that tightrope-walks between genres. It is a mystery. It is a thriller. It has historical aspects, and a bit of romance. It brings things like the art of creating stained glass, and the deaths of martyrs into focus for the reader. In a word? Memorable
This work appeals on several levels, mixing historical details and the suspense the of a modern thriller.
Bob Walters narrates this work with a repetitive, monotonous rhythm and intonation. He forces the text into this odd and annoying cadence instead of letting the work determine the beat and tone. The effect is distracting and makes it difficult to absorb or become absorbed in the story. This work deserves better. I will avoid this narrator in the future.
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