Worse Angels
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4.0 • 2 Ratings
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Publisher Description
Ex-mob enforcer-turned-private investigator Isaiah Coleridge pits himself against a rich and powerful foe when he digs into a possible murder and a sketchy real-estate deal worth billions.
Ex-majordomo and bodyguard to an industrial tycoon-c*m-U.S. senator, Badja Adeyemi is in hiding and shortly on his way to either a jail cell or a grave, depending on who finds him first. In his final days as a free man, he hires Isaiah Coleridge to tie up a loose end: the suspicious death of his nephew four years earlier. At the time police declared it an accident, and Adeyemi isn't sure it wasn't, but one final look may bring his sister peace.
So it is that Coleridge and his investigative partner, Lionel Robard, find themselves in the upper reaches of New York State, in a tiny town that is home to outsized secrets and an unnerving cabal of locals who are protecting them. At the epicenter of it all is the site of a stalled supercollider project, an immense subterranean construction that may have an even deeper, more insidious purpose. . . .
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In Barron's disappointing third Isaiah Coleridge novel (after 2019's Black Mountain), Badja Adeyemi, "a right bastard of an ex-NYPD cop," hires PI Coleridge, a former mob strong-arm man, to look into the case of his nephew, Sean Pruitt, who died at the construction site of a supercollider in upstate New York four years earlier. The official inquiry pointed to suicide, but certain details don't fit, and Adeyemi wants "a bad news sonofabitch with a gun" to find some answers. When Coleridge travels to the site and starts asking questions, things quickly become strange. Locals are reluctant to talk about Pruitt's death or the mysterious activities that take place at the project at night. The investigation soon involves mysticism, hypnotic suggestion, fringe science, human sacrifice, and the Mares of Thrace, a violent pagan cult presided over by a prominent businessman. Unfortunately, these undeveloped plot elements tend to distract from the central mystery rather than advance it. The resolution comes almost as an afterthought. Barron fans will hope for a return to form next time.
