Robert McClure (1)

Perhaps it is indicative of my own sickness, that stories about the “made men” of the mob and their idiocy I find amusing and fascinating much in the same way as watching train wrecks, or thinking, “there but for the grace of God, go I,” when confronted with some poor, unfortunate wretch. This story meets the criteria and while not set in my favorite state-to-hate (NJ) I suppose the personality type is typical regardless of the coast. The plot is predictable, after all the wise guys rarely try anything new or different, but moves along at a good pace. This one was somewhat more interesting because of the father vs. son approach to revealing the plot and much of the dialog, which I had not encountered before. In any case, I found this a fun read, which I greatly enjoyed and will be on the look-out for other works by the author. If you have my same weakness, suggest you try it, otherwise fagedabutit.… (plus d'informations)