Angel sells kitchenware and lives alone, talking to the photo of his dead mother and living each day according to ritual; however, the comfort that he takes in this life only provides a bit of insulation from his inner life, the one that began during the war.
Angel has a secret, as so many have, and that secret is both brutally horrific and completely justifiable. It's the kind of secret that no amount of insulation can really negate, especially when the woman that he murdered comes into his store to order some drinking glasses.
"The fact is, when we're young, we make lots of mistakes...and when we grow up, what happens? We carry on screwing things up. And as we grow old, we're still making mistakes, sometimes worse ones. Fundamentally, human beings never learn. We're factories that churn out mistakes. Why? Because we isolate ourselves. Because it seems easier to do things on our own. Because we're afraid. That's just the way it is. They's why we make mistakes. People sometimes regret mistakes they've made, but what good is that when they carry on making them? But sometimes people do good things. That's the interesting part. Sometimes the noble deeds and the mistakes are part of the same story."
This is a book about that same story. Angel grapples with good and evil, aloneness and friendship, past and future, love and revenge.
"Why do people do noble things? For the same reasons that people makes mistakes. For the same reasons people do evil things."...
Lots of twists and turns, suspense, action, and reflection...this is a GREAT book.