A PI series like you have never read before! What else to expect from one of the few truly talented, original, prolifiic authors alive?
Meet John Ballard, Liverpool private investigator. See but more importantly, touch the world with him. Each creature, living or dead, his bare skin barely brushes imbues John with the memory of their life. Every inamimate object John dares touch he knows from far beyond its existence in the present form through each being that has even touched it before him. These memories come with the price of pain, a 23 second seizure which cannot be avoided by the sensitives in this place. Lee Isserow's writing is visceral. Step into these pages and step not only into the very unique world of John Ballard, but his very skin.
There are other types of senitives than touch. Each of the senses is respresented, some a more excruciating gift to bear than others. The sensitivity comes on unexpectedly, sometimes in childhood, maybe teens, rarely even adults. No one takes sensitivity the same. Some go to extremes to escape. A few end things when it becomes too much.
John lives in a somewhat self created isolation. The public looks askance at sensitives fearing for their hidden secrets. He cannot leave his home with exposed skin to be brushed by others, long sleeves, hoods, gloves, long pants, no matter the weather. When going out for a drink, he takes his own glass. Imagine the nightmare of attempting to dine out, the silver, plates, cups, glasses. Even trying to wear gloves, as soon as something touched your lips, even the food, you would know its essence, before manufacture, through the process, moving from there to each person to interact, then from birth if flesh to slaughter to plate, or seed to harvest to plate and on to lips. All this for every bite! No one writes is like Lee Isserow!
Still with the help of his loyal friend, John Ballard has managed to create a productive if sometimes boring life as a PI in Liverpool. Most cases are mundane, repetitive. He could probably charge more. He could probably bring in more clients, but that would entail effort. Getting by is more John's speed. He does get a bit of excitement, something interesting to investigate, when the police call him in on cases.
John's only friend,Robbo, is with the police his in as a paid consultant on the worst of murder cases, the ones where the only possible leads arrise when John removes his glove to touch the brutalized corpse! When John is called to scene of a murder, it proves to be the most baffling of his career. The only thing he takes away from the "read" is that the killer, a woman, may also be some type of sensitive.
This case will eventually change everything John belives about his world. The moral dilemna will test his friendship. With only one friend, can he afford to lose Robbo?
As a mystery, the very end is unpredictable and could go either way. You won't know until you get there, quite nice. As a thriller, breathtaking, heart-stopping, adrenaline pumping, filled with great action that is backed up with an even better and inticately lovely plot. As noir, it is hard to get much darker! I don't find anything negative to say about this book. I have seen stars taken off for foul language, look up intrinsic to character, coming from someone who doesn't personally use it but that is me, I am irrelevant to the novel.