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1. What are you currently reading? Silver Spire by Robert Goldsborough. Set your time machine back to 1980s New York. A charismatic minister at the forefront of the new wave of televangelism discovered threatening letters in the collection sack (a plate isn't big enough for the money that rolls in). To get to the bottom of this scary situation, the Rev.'s top assistant ends up where many prominent but troubled New Yorkers of the day went – on the steps of Nero Wolfe's brownstone.
I'd hang around that brownstone if I could. There's Nero Wolfe himself, genius investigator, who is as lazy and irascible as he is brilliant. I love his reluctance to work when there is quiet pleasure to be had, reading, drinking beer, and tending his orchids. Which brings us to Theodore. He's a jerk, but this gardener is the only one Wolfe trusts with his prized orchids. Fritz is the household manager/cook, and he's adorable. Charming, dedicated and talented, he whips up dishes like poached shad with sorrel sauce for lunch. Best of all, there's Archie Goodwin. He's Wolfe's right hand man, keeper of the books and the secrets, the one who actually gathers the clues. He may not have Wolfe's IQ, but he's clever and witty – a good detective with a bad attitude when confronted by authority. He also loves baseball, poker and women. I've always been more than a little in love with Archie, so I'm enjoying this.
2. What did you recently finish reading? Nobody Heard a Thing by Angela Henry. Decades ago, two little girls went to the park after school. One was abducted in plain sight of the other and never seen again. A documentarian shows up in the sleepy midwestern town to take a fresh look at this cold case on its 25th anniversary. She starts digging around and old rumors and new theories surface. People start getting dead. Is it tied to the long-ago abduction, or is bucolic Elmhurst now under siege from a serial killer?
The plot of this book is first rate. Zig zag. Twist turn. It goes in unexpected directions and yet, looking back, it all made sense. Which is not to say I liked or recommend it. The main character, Ava, is an idiot. For real. She experienced trauma as a child – seeing her friend snatched before her eyes – and yet exhibits no caution, apprehension or even common sense. She repeatedly puts herself in harm's way for no particular reason. No, wait! Here's the reason: She has to behave this way to move the story along. I wish Ms. Henry put as much care into character development as she did into her intricate plot.

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