I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It’s nice to have a fun read, with strong characters in an interesting location. A slow-burning plot that takes off in unexpected directions doesn’t hurt either.

But I have nothing more to say about it.  Nothing profound.

I was entertained; I expect most readers intrigued by the premise will be, too.

The narrator and main character Apollo is a long-time bookman.  Since his wife Emma is expecting their first child, he is in need of a big score, which he finds in the basement of a recently deceased Bronx resident.  A signed copy of To Kill A Mockingbird addressed to ‘Pip’, one of Harper Lee’s pet names for her friend Truman Capote.  If the signature is genuine, the book is worth a high five-figure sum.

A plot about rare books is all you need to keep me reading, but there’s more. Much more.  I don’t say much here to avoid spoilers but I will say that the birth scene on the subway is terrific.  An excellent piece of writing.

What happens afterwards, takes the story and the reader on a fairly wild ride into the paranormal.

But in the end, while I enjoyed the ride very much, it was simply that, a good ride.