A Fistful of Rain
A Novel
-
- $6.99
-
- $6.99
Publisher Description
Greg Rucka has earned the kind of reputation that all thriller writers envy: his crime fiction grabs readers by the throat and compels them to read as if their own lives were at stake. Now, in an electrifying departure, Rucka creates a new kind of hero: a damaged young woman in free fall who’s not only in danger--but dangerous.
A Fistful of Rain
Mim Bracca is riding the fast lane straight off the end of the world. Now she’s coming home without a job, without a future, and without a prayer--and only one last chance to get her feet under her, or go down forever. But home has its own terrors, including a past Mim has done everything possible to leave behind.
Now that past is coming back with the shocking speed and deadly intent of a sniper’s bullet, aimed to destroy her once and for all. When Mim suffers her first blackout, waking up dazed and bloodied, she’s certain she’s hit rock bottom.
She’s wrong. She’s only just begun to fall.
The photos are invasive, obscene, and all over the Internet for anyone to see. How they got there, where and when they were shot, and by whom, Mim has no idea. And before the investigation into the matter even begins, a brutal murder makes it clear that whatever Mim thinks her life has been up to now, she’s about to learn it’s all a lie.
The kind of lie that will kill.
Written with stunning originality, A Fistful of Rain crosses the line separating the guilty from the innocent as it takes us on a breakneck ride of deceit and double cross and--quite possibly--the last twenty-four hours in Mim Bracca’s stormy life.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Loaded with grim, brooding detail from the title quote (a Warren Zevon lyric) to the gallons of Jack Daniel's and beer with which rock musician Mim Bracca marinates her life Rucka's latest thriller is bleakly atmospheric. His dark portrayals of the music scene, especially in his native Portland, Ore., are pitch perfect. Even the wildly improbable plot has strong moments of real terror and palpable personal tragedy. The real problem is Bracca herself. As a tough female cop shouts at her, "I have never encountered someone as stupid as you about helping herself." Sent home to Portland from the world tour of her hot new rock band, Tailhook, after her drinking gets way out of hand, Bracca immediately finds herself in another kind of nightmare. She is stalked and her privacy is violated; nude photos of her flood the Internet. She is also suspected of murdering her deceptively solid older brother and then of kidnapping and possibly killing their father, just released from prison, where he served 15 years for running over their mother in a drunken rage. Rucka, author of five other thrillers, including the popular Atticus Kodiak series (Finder; Keeper), knows how to create and sustain suspense. But Mim despite what we learn about the various foster homes she was sent to before finding the musical family that nurtured her remains such a boozy enigma that readers are likely to find their interest in her problems ebbing long before the tangled denouement.
