Bobby Kungenook, a seventeen-year-old hockey prodigy burdened by secrets he must keep, is accused of—and may have committed—murder. For reasons that are as shocking as they are satisfying when eventually revealed, Bobby refuses to say anything in his own defense. It falls to Nadia Tesla, his savvy cousin and legal guardian, to sort it all out before a dogged reporter does and shares Bobby’s secrets with the world.
So begins a captivating descent into darkness, into a world of Russian oligarchs, aging Soviet apparatchiks, Ukrainian gangsters, and kids stuck in wastelands, struggling to survive. The story hurtles through Alaska, New York City, London, my home state of New Jersey, and Ukraine.
Along the way we learn about what makes Nadia tick—which, given her history, means we also learn about Ukraine, and the thorny relationship between Russia and Ukraine, and what it was like for Nadia to grow up as, yes, an American—but an American with deep ties to a culture that has often been under siege. I loved these parts, as I did learning about Nadia’s lawyer-friend Johnny, and the way Stelmach wove themes of family and forgiveness into the story. I also loved the way my expectations were constantly upended; the shifting meaning of the phrase “stole from the dead”, and the menace those words suggest, had me reading the last half of the novel as fast as I could.
This is the second in the series, but can be enjoyed as a standalone. It’s a suspenseful, intelligent, well-written, multilayered read. Highly recommended.