Synopses & Reviews
PRAISE FOR ED MCBAIN
"Flourishing his style like trumps, the author can still send characters wherever he wants-to crack den, station house, jail, or church-and make them act and sound like natives to that turf. Imitators may come and take notes, but McBain still owns the old 87."--New York Times Book Review
"Ed McBain [is the] godfather of the modern police detective series."--Boston Globe
"Ed McBain is a master. He is a superior stylist, a spinner of artfully designed and sometimes macabre plots."--Newsweek
"The amazing thing, beyond the herculean volume of McBain's work, is the quality of it. He has won every important prize available to a crime writer, and the 87th Precinct novels, upon which his reputation will rest, are as impressive a body of work as exists in his chosen genre, the police procedural."--The Washington Post
"McBain is one of the best mystery/suspense/thriller writers of our era."--San Diego Union Tribune
"McBain shows why he is a master. He makes another visit with the detectives of New York's 87th precinct worth it."--Houston Chronicle
"McBain has a great approach, great attitude, terrific style, strong plots, excellent dialogue, sense of place, and sense of reality."-Elmore Leonard
"The grand master of the police procedural certainly hasn't mellowed . . . McBain continues to hone his ability to effortlessly toss out memorable observations and characters."--USA Today
"Imagine your favorite Law & Order cast solving fresh mysteries into infinity, with no reruns, and you have some sense of McBain's grand, ongoing accomplishment."--Entertainment Weekly
"MWA Grand Master McBain's 55th 87th Precinct police procedural suffers by comparison with 2004's Hark! as well as other top books in this iconic series, but still has plenty of good moments. A killer living the high life is exacting the last full measure of revenge. As his victims pile up, the 87th falls prey to the FMU or 'first man up' rule. Since the initial victim, a blind violinist shot in the face, was done on the 87th's turf, all subsequent murders are theirs as well. More are not long in arriving; each victim shot in the face at close range with the same 9mm Glock. The whole cast of the 87th is stretched thin trying to track down clues in geographically disparate killings. This gives McBain license to update us on such matters as the romance between Bert Kling and Sharyn Cooke and Fat Ollie Weeks's courtship of Patricia Gomez. All are searching for the one lead that will pan out gold. While McBain siphons off some suspense by making the reader privy to the killer's actions, and his trademark dialogue isn't as crisp as usual, he still delivers dependable entertainment. Agent, Gelfman Schneider Literary Agents. (Sept.)" Publishers Weekly (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.)
"[A] single-plot mystery that feels far more generous, and one of the most comprehensive portraits of McBain's fictional kingdom of Isola ever." Kirkus Reviews
"There is an elegant symmetry to McBain's last dance, which times its steps to 'the brilliant fiddlers of the 87th Squad' whose tightly choreographed criminal investigations do indeed follow a musical structure." Marilyn Stasio, New York Times Book Review
"McBain just keeps getting better and better. This one will have readers waking in the middle of the night wondering if they, too, have killers inside themselves." Booklist
"McBain had been ill for some time. Probably he knew that Fiddlers would be his last novel and set out to say some goodbyes....McBain was a master, and his tales of the city are timeless." Washington Post
"[McBaine] create[s] a broad array of interesting characters, each with a checkered history of his or her own. Even the briefest passing character comes across with a living, breathing individuality that fairly jumps off the page." Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
Ed McBain's latest installment in the 87th Precinct series finds the detectives stumped by a serial killer who doesn't fit the profile. A blind violinist taking a smoke break, a cosmetics sales rep cooking an omelette in her own kitchen, a college professor trudging home from class, a priest contemplating retirement in the rectory garden, an old woman out walking her dog these are the seemingly random targets shot twice in the face. But most serial killers don't use guns. Most serial killers don't strike five times in two weeks. And most serial killers' prey share something more than being over fifty years of age. Now it falls to Detective Steve Carella and his colleagues in the 87th Precinct to find out what or whom the victims had in common before another body is found.
With trademark wit and sizzling dialogue, McBain unravels a mystery and examines the dreams we chase in the darkening hours before the fiddlers have fled.
About the Author
Ed McBain (19262005) held the Mystery Writers of America's prestigious Grand Master Award and was the first American to receive the Diamond Dagger, the British Crime Writers' Association's highest award. The author of more than one hundred books, he passed away on July 6, 2005.