Still’s Reviews > Last Dance in Phoenix > Status Update

This bastard of a thriller has taken off like Sun Ra’s “Rocket #9”.

Lord God - our hero is about to do something awful.
His life has taken a sudden turn for the hellish and he's extracting vengeance for real or imagined double-crosses.

Tyler had come from Dodd's church without any official job opening or announcement. All of a sudden Tyler was just there, ensconced in an office that looked out on the hallway where the employees came and went.
...Kent still didn't have an office, and he'd been marking time in cubicles for years, slogging away while Tyler was still in college, jerking off to downloads of Ann Coulter.

I'm reading this as fast as I can but CNN keeps getting in my way.

But goddamn it, he hated liars, especially when they lied about having served in the military. He'd done four years in the Persian Gulf. There was not one heroic moment about his own experiences and he'd never let on otherwise, but he couldn't fucking stand guys who neither had the time nor the inclination to serve...

The last thing he needed was a guy like Roy in his shit when it came to Valerie.

Thinking about Roy reminded him of Megan.

Guy finds his fuck buddy murdered and does all the wrong things after stumbling upon her gruesome corpse in her own apartment after he shows up for a previously agreed upon shtup session.
Don't drink the Pacifica from the refrigerator, OK?
Don't go through her purse in vain pursuit of her cell phone in an attempt to delete your texts to her, OK?.
What are you?
A friggin' MORON?

Good stuff.
Page turner.
Love it.