It's late and I should be asleep, but I could not peel myself away from the poignant, bitter end of Denny Malone. I will pay for my indulgence, but the price was worth it. It's been decades since I've polished off a novel.
After the prologue, which begins near the conclusion, the reader is left wondering how a heroic officer ended up in jaill. From there, the action throbs like a heart on adrenaline, pauses, & builds to a crescendo. The Force is about a well-intentioned cop who is chewed up by a corrupt system, and by his own choices. As in a classic tragedy, nearly everybody dies or has their lives destroyed. The entire House crashes.
Who's good? Who's bad? What's the right thing to do? None of these have simple answers.
