We were at the scene a short time when we got the call from an officer at the hospital telling us that he’d been pronounced dead.
A short while later, we received another call. The reports of his death had been greatly exaggerated.
Still later, another call. He was dead.
“I know it’s Easter and all,” I said, “but is he dead or not?”
3 1/2 stars, rounded up, of course, because that's how rounding works.
Homicide: The View From Inside the Yellow Tape is the true crime memoir of a recently retired, hard-boiled homicide detective from Seattle. Taken in whole, the memoir is a fast-paced recollection of the interesting stories and cases that the author worked on over the years. And there are many, many cases described here, almost to where I had to wonder if people killing people in Seattle was an everyday occurrence. It sure seemed like it.
As a memoir, the book is straight forward and almost clinical in its storytelling. This style of writing isn't exactly unexpected given the author's profession. The book could have used a final proofread, as there were some common errors that slipped through into my edition. Also, I wanted something more than just a recounting of case after case after case. I supposed I wanted some sort of story ark or character development or something. Rather, Steiger begins, and remains, the same stoical, cynical, yet devoted detective throughout the book.
However, there are times when the author gives us a peek into his sense of humor - sometimes dark, and often dry - when dealing with suspects and witnesses. One of my favorites of this use of humor was his interview technique with a suspect's sister using a set of rosary beads.
Despite moments of wit and fun scattered throughout the book, the memoir deals with death, and lots of it. It's a tough book to read if you have to think about the bigger picture of human idiocy when it comes to the value of another person's life. Overall, I'm glad there's someone like this author out there looking out for the rest of us.