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In best-selling Robb's thirty-sixth title featuring the tough-as-nails police detective, Eve Dallas, and her enigmatic billionaire husband, Roark, Carl and Barbara Reinhold have spent their life trying to help their son, Jerry. They ignored his failures at school, excused his inability to hold down a job, and overlooked the times he borrowed money from them without asking. When Jerry is fired once again, however, and kicked to the curb by his girlfriend, they decide enough is enough. But what they see as tough love Jerry views as endless, annoying nagging. One morning, while his mother reminds him yet again to look for work, Jerry snaps, picks up a knife, and stabs her to death. Later the same day, he beats his father to death with a baseball bat. Now only one person can stop Jerry from paying back all the people he feels have wronged him, and that person is Eve. Robb shakes up a potent crime cocktail composed of fast-paced action and high-stakes suspense spiked with just the right dash of dry wit.--Charles, John Copyright 2010 Booklist
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Apart from references to such things as advanced robots and "vids" (the new name for theatrical movies), 2060 New York City is indistinguishable from present-day Gotham in bestseller Robb's 38th full-length Eve Dallas thriller (after 2013's Calculated in Death). In addition, nothing in the cookie-cutter plot couldn't have happened in the present or near past. On impulse, 26-year-old Jerald Reinhold, an unemployed loser, stabs his mother, Barbara, to death in his parents' Manhattan apartment, where he waits until his father, Carl, comes home so he can bludgeon Carl with a baseball bat. Lt. Eve Dallas, of the New York Police and Security Department, gets on Reinhold's trail, but the savvy veteran makes a rookie mistake by not warning a clear target of Reinhold's rage that she could be the next victim. Eve also has trouble assessing her quarry. At one point she calls Reinhold "a fucking moron," then adds "he's cannier than I gave him credit for initially." Readers will have to judge for themselves. Agent: Amy Berkower, Writers House. (Sept.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.