©1995 as "Dead Checks" by Jonathan Lowe; (P)1999 by The Publishing Mills, Inc.
"A class performance, powerful and accomplished -- mystery at its best." (Clive Cussler)
Several decades ago a postal clerk went bonkers and killed a number of his co-workers. This was obviously a newsy event, giving rise to the phrase "going postal." This book must have sprung from that event. You may never have wondered why no thrillers have ever been set in the United States Postal Service; if you have, you must be among a mighty small slice of the reading public. In any case, it is hard to find anything good about this book, not even the usually wonderful sound of Frank Muller's voice. The recording here is inferior, and Muller's voice sounds distant, and he sounds like he is hurrying through this one, so he can get through it and go on to a better book. The characters are totally forgettable. Set in and around Phoenix (again, recall many thrillers set there?), the book is a thing frozen in time. The main characters are losers who are alone, get drunk and go to strip bars. I found nothing redeemable about any character in the book. The plot is inconsequential. I looked up Jonathan Lowe in Wikipedia, and there is no listing for him. I am guessing that he did not try publishing anything else. Even if you love Frank Muller and his astonishing canon of work, a thing so towering that it may never be duplicated, you can give this one a skip.
"First class delivery"
I enjoyed this book. I listened to it due to the narrator Frank Muller. As a postman in Britain and having heard the term "going postal" it meant something to me. The story runs between the main characters very well. Delving into the deranged mind of Calvin Beach, justifying his actions, with the actions of the postal inspectors trying to stop him. I would heartily endorse this book not only for the story but for the narrator. Excellent.
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