Given the option, I'd probably score this 3.5 stars, as it has some quite compelling bits. There's a narrative within the narrative, as we read a very disturbingly-depicted kidnapper's account of his final kidnapping. The rest of it, though, seems to try too hard, as is often the case with later Vachss books, to depict cold, amoral, damaged people. All too often, the result is forced, or, even worse, the characters and situations come across as absurd. His women, especially, beggar belief. There's not a lot of plot to compensate--also a common limitation of later Vachss--though, as usual, there is a lot of posturing, and a lot of half-finished sentences. Vachss seems to think that the only ways to make things come across as serious are either to have nobody ever able to articulate a thought fully, or to beat it over the head endlessly. The climax also involves a rather whopping and unlikely coincidence, but still comes off as flat and rather anti-climactic. Nevertheless, the cold kidnapping narrative makes up for a lot.