Despite the fact that I returned eight books to the library and read six and a half of them, I knew on Monday that none of the others this week would be any where near the caliber of Peter May's The Killing Room.
Dismiss from your mind that the author is a Scotsman living in France. In fact, don't bother to dismiss it, because the book will do that for you. You will truly believe you are in China. A China torn between capitalism and Comrades, chaos and charm. May's characters are honest, his emotions are bared and the story is ingenious, thrilling, and completely believable despite its outrageousness.
Much to my dismay, there are three more books in this series (I've read the first three, of which The Killing Room is third.) which, at this time, have not been published in the U.S. Notorious tight-wad that I am, I actually considered spending over $26 to get the next in the series sent to me from England on amazon.uk.co but controlled my impulses. I will have to hope that a wise publisher sees the profit in issuing a North American release.
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I just got back from China. Nobody's torn anymore. Capitalism has won, hands down.
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