What is it about writers and endings these days? The last several books I've read just seem to stop. I turn the last page expecting more and am greeted with end papers. Sure, the plot got tied up (or at least explained), in the last few pages, but then Mosley just runs out of words. Unfortunate, as the rest of the writing is quite good and Mosley fans will certainly enjoy riding along with Easy Rawlins again. (Am I the only one who can't read Easy without hearing Dental Washington in my head? Although there's certainly nothing wrong with that.). If you haven't read Easy Rawlins before, this probably isn't the one to start with, but otherwise recommended reading.