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Book Review: Some People Die Quick

    Hey, everyone. Last night I read a good book and I thought I'd give you a review. With the long weekend coming up, I reasoned that you might have time for an enjoyable read. This novel is entitled Some People Die Quick by J.C. Simmons.
     It is the story of a private detective named Jay Leicester, who works his job in the Gulf Coast region of the United States. One day, a horribly disfigured woman named Anna Yillah walks into his office. She has been the victim of a shark attack which she thinks was orchestrated by a human being. She wants Jay to find out who set her up to be a snack. Needless to say, Jay takes the case.
    It seems that Anna is a brilliant scientist, a researcher into all things sharky. Her specialty, though, is in developing a formula which will repel sharks. This would make her both rich and famous. Someone soaked her wet suit with shark attracting potion before she made a dive on an old submarine. She barely escaped with her life.
    As with any murder mystery, a cast of characters parades before our vision, any of which could be the perpetrator. Is it one of her research assistants? There is Vickey Fourche, a local girl, from the area close to Anna's lab off the coast of Gulfport, Mississippi. She has strange associates. The other assistant is George Lenoir, who is actually the son of one of the detective's close friends.
     Another suspect is a former associate of Anna's named Susan Weems. Her possible motive? Unrequited love. She is lovely, but dangerous. Speaking of dangerous, there is an older man who may be involved. He is a Vietnam veteran who assassinated people, back in the day. His name is Hebrone Opshinsky. Is he watching over our hero like a guardian angel, or like the angel of death?
    This is a good read. It kept my interest and I actually read it in one night. I'd rate it as 4.5 stars out of 5. It is currently free on Amazon and I think you'll enjoy it. By the way, this novel is one of a series about the same character. I plan on trying another of the books in the near future.
   From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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