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A Mystery

by (author) John McFetridge

Publisher
ECW Press
Initial publish date
Sep 2009
Subjects
Police Procedural, General
  • eBook

    ISBN
    9781554908684
    Publish Date
    Sep 2009

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Description

When Toronto’s shadow city sprawls outwards with its vicious and encompassing criminal economy, all the local detectives can do is watch, grimace, and drink, sweeping up detritus left in the wake—dead hookers, corrupt cops, and people too slow or weak to keep up or too stupid to get out of the way. Detroit-born, projects-raised, former soldier Get feels right at home here, having returned from the business opportunities he sought in Iraq and Afghanistan. Selling guns to biker gangs and hiding in a veneer of respectability, he soon finds himself wavering because of stick-up girl Sunitha. She wants him to help her rob the bikers' gold bullion drug money and escape with her, swapping this life for another.

About the author

John McFetridge co-authored Below the Line with Scott Albert, who, like John, had spent many years working in the film industry. John is also the author of the Toronto Series crime fiction novels Dirty Sweet, Everybody Knows this is Nowhere, and Swap. He has written the screenplays The Shrew in the Park and The Protector, the CBC radio drama, Champions, as well as episodes for the CBS/CTV television series The Bridge. John lives in Toronto.

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Editorial Reviews

"[McFetridge is] a clear disciple of Elmore Leonard . . . a fun read."  —Publishers Weekly

"Canada’s answer to Elmore Leonard, John McFetridge is going places."  —Toronto Star

"If you're interested in learning about the backside of Toronto the Good, Swap is a great place to begin . . . this is a slick little story."  —Globe and Mail

"An absorbingly complex tale . . . There are wheels within wheels, plots within plots, betrayals within betrayals—along with confusions and hopes."  —Toronto Sun

"Authentic and riveting."  —The Hamilton Spectator