NEW YORK TIMES BEST SELLER • From the two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Underground Railroad and The Nickel Boys, a gloriously entertaining novel of heists, shakedowns, and rip-offs set in Harlem in the 1960s.
"Ray Carney was only slightly bent when it came to being crooked..." To his customers and neighbors on 125th street, Carney is an upstanding salesman of reasonably priced furniture, making a decent life for himself and his family. He and his wife Elizabeth are expecting their second child, and if her parents on Striver's Row don't approve of him or their cramped apartment across from the subway tracks, it's still home.
Few people know he descends from a line of uptown hoods and crooks, and that his façade of normalcy has more than a few cracks in it. Cracks that are getting bigger all the time.
Cash is tight, especially with all those installment-plan sofas, so if his cousin Freddie occasionally drops off the odd ring or necklace, Ray doesn't ask where it comes from. He knows a discreet jeweler downtown who doesn't ask questions, either.
Then Freddie falls in with a crew who plan to rob the Hotel Theresa—the "Waldorf of Harlem"—and volunteers Ray's services as the fence. The heist doesn't go as planned; they rarely do. Now Ray has a new clientele, one made up of shady cops, vicious local gangsters, two-bit pornographers, and other assorted Harlem lowlifes.
Thus begins the internal tussle between Ray the striver and Ray the crook. As Ray navigates this double life, he begins to see who actually pulls the strings in Harlem. Can Ray avoid getting killed, save his cousin, and grab his share of the big score, all while maintaining his reputation as the go-to source for all your quality home furniture needs?
Harlem Shuffle's ingenious story plays out in a beautifully recreated New York City of the early 1960s. It's a family saga masquerading as a crime novel, a hilarious morality play, a social novel about race and power, and ultimately a love letter to Harlem.
But mostly, it's a joy to read, another dazzling novel from the Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award-winning Colson Whitehead.
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Who could fault Colson Whitehead for wanting to take a lighthearted breather after his hard-hitting Pulitzer-winning novels The Underground Railroad and The Nickel Boys? This book introduces Ray Carney, the owner of a respectable furniture store who wants more for his growing family. When his no-account cousin Freddie gets mixed up in an ill-fated hotel heist, Ray discovers he might be pretty good at breaking the law. But, of course, Harlem Shuffle is so much more than a rollicking crime caper—in classic Whitehead style, Ray’s journey from furniture peddler to criminal mastermind is really a story about race, class, family, and ambition. Whitehead immerses us in the sights and sounds of Harlem at the dawn of the ’60s. His writing crackles with wit and energy, and every character reveals unexpected depths. (We want an entire series based around Pepper, the muscle of Ray’s newfound gang.) Like Sag Harbor, his wonderful ’80s-era coming-of-age novel, this is one of Colson Whitehead’s lighter books, but it’s amazingly satisfying.
Two-time Pulitzer winner Whitehead (The Nickel Boys) returns with a sizzling heist novel set in civil rights era Harlem. It's 1959 and Ray Carney has built an "unlikely kingdom" selling used furniture. A husband, a father, and the son of a man who once worked as muscle for a local crime boss, Carney is "only slightly bent when it to being crooked." But when his cousin Freddie whose stolen goods Carney occasionally fences through his furniture store decides to rob the historic Hotel Theresa, a lethal cast of underworld figures enter Carney's life, among them the mobster Chink Montague, "known for his facility with a straight razor"; WWII veteran Pepper; and the murderous, purple-suited Miami Joe, Whitehead's answer to No Country for Old Men's Anton Chigurh. These and other characters force Carney to decide just how bent he wants to be. It's a superlative story, but the most impressive achievement is Whitehead's loving depiction of a Harlem 60 years gone "that rustling, keening thing of people and concrete" which lands as detailed and vivid as Joyce's Dublin. Don't be surprised if this one wins Whitehead another major award.