Jay is a man caught in the past; the devastating effects of which dominate his existence in 1982. Despite my feeling some disappointment at the political intrigue and suspense, the thoughtful and likeable Jay carries the story well, and the oppressive heat of a Texan summer and gripping racial unrest in the city of Houston makes this an enjoyable and thought-provoking read.
The anger feels good, landing on his tongue, dissolving like a warm, bitter pill. He feels the rush, the high, and remembers anger's power, its ability to clear the head. Unable to sleep, he sits up in bed next to his wife, watching her breath rise and fall, thinking of the one thing that is perfectly clear in his mind, the one thing he's absolutely sure of: if he can solve the mystery of who tried to kill Elise, he will know the identity of the person who's after him now.