Stuart M. Kaminsky has a bunch of detective series characters. For a while I read his Toby Peters mysteries, but they had that extra level of predictability that just wore out their welcome with me.
This book features Lew Fonesca. I've read the previous books in the series. Lew is depressed because his wife was killed in a hit-and-run accident. He wants to curl up in a ball in his little room in Sarasota, Florida. In this book he returns to Chicago to find out who killed his wife. There's something about these books that always manages to move me. ****
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Sometimes I lose track of my own standards.
I may have been riding the immediate post-reading high when I gave this four stars; three would probably be more appropriate.
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