A pair of cops hunt the killer of the most beautiful hooker on Chicago’s North Side. On a blistering Chicago afternoon, the Cubs are winning and Abe Lieberman is waiting to meet a prostitute. This mild-mannered old police detective still has a few tricks up his sleeves - and one of them is named Estralda Valdez. One of the city’s loveliest women of the night, she is Lieberman’s most prized confidential informant, and she needs help with a psychotic john. Though they suspect she’s only paranoid, Lieberman and his partner, Bill Hanrahan, agree to watch Valdez’s back. But Hanrahan’s weakness for drinking will sabotage their plans.
Hanrahan gets soused watching Valdez’s front door, and by the time he realizes she is in danger, it’s already too late. To save the partnership and find the hooker’s killer, Lieberman and Hanrahan will have to make a journey into the darkest heart of the Windy City.
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This recording has it all, a good story and a really great narrator. I'm looking for other books by Kaminsky and especially other performances by Ferrone. Ferrone reading really brought Abe Lieberman to life.
I love all the Chicago references.
Abe's Jewish American wisdom is very accurate.
If you love baseball, and especially the Cubs, you well enjoy the historic references to actual games and players.
The book has some nice touches - a.i. the alte kackers - but it just falls short left, right and center. The author keeps getting into bits of background story that really don't go anywhere - they somehow don't help to develop his characters, and so I am often left with a sense of "who cares?!". The narrator... he's just short of being bad enough for me to stop trudging on altogether. So far. He has this annoying habit of drawing ooout and emphasizing the last vowel on some words for absolutely no reason. It sounds totally contrived. I mean, it's not an accent, it's not 'acting' in the sense that he is trying to emphasize a part of the story - why on earth does he do it??? Very distracting.
Book is a pile of cliches. Plot moves forward at snail's pace. Reader is OK for narration but can't do accents, a skill horribly needed for this book.
This book was probably a lot of fun in the 1980s . . . avante garde, even, risque, sexually liberated, boundary-pushing. These days, though, it's comically retro . . . but the comedy is overtaken by the tedium of gratuitous scenes and characters . . . which, again, were most likely fun at the time.
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