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The Take
Ex-cop, safecracker Fabe Falletti plans to retire--after one more score. But when he and his partner break into a condo and find a beautiful corpse, a million Mob dollars and a stash of cocaine, Fabe must run a super-slick scam to avoid the Mafia, Chicago's drug world, and the cops. St. Martin's.
- GenresCrime
246 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1987
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About the author
Eugene Izzi
35 books7 followersEugene Izzi was born on March 23, 1953 in Hegewisch, a neighborhood in southwest Chicago.
His first novel, The Take, was published in 1987. He went on to publish 18 books. His thrillers often featured organized crime and street characters he remembered from his childhood.
After the publication of Tribal Secrets, he had a dispute with his publisher, and could not publish any books under his name for three years. During this time he published three novels under the pseudonym Nick Gaitano.
On December 7, 1996 he was found hanging outside his Michigan Avenue office. His death was declared a suicide, but many found his death suspicious.
His first novel, The Take, was published in 1987. He went on to publish 18 books. His thrillers often featured organized crime and street characters he remembered from his childhood.
After the publication of Tribal Secrets, he had a dispute with his publisher, and could not publish any books under his name for three years. During this time he published three novels under the pseudonym Nick Gaitano.
On December 7, 1996 he was found hanging outside his Michigan Avenue office. His death was declared a suicide, but many found his death suspicious.
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November 6, 2007
This was the first, and hopefully last, Eugene Izzi book I'll ever read. The Take is full of ridiculous tough-guy posturing, one-dimensional characters, and insanely over-the-top homoeroticism. I couldn't figure out while I was reading it if it was supposed to be a gay love story or not, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't, which made all the scenes in which the salt-and-pepper ex-con pair work out together, fantasize about lying on the beach together, sweat together, wrestle together, and cry and finger the other's boxing trunks when one of them dies really weird and confusing.
January 17, 2011
Izzi is total crap, but he absolutely believes he is writing hot burning truth. Chicagoans and crime-lovers may appreciate it.
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