Widow's Walk
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ナレーター:
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Joe Mantegna
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著者:
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Robert B. Parker
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Boston's premier P.I. investigates the murder of a prominent local banker, with family ties to the Mayflower - and perhaps the mob.
When 51-year-old Nathan Smith, a once-confirmed bachelor, is found dead in his bed with a hole in his head made by a .38 caliber slug, it's hard not to imagine Nathan's young bride as the one with her finger on the trigger. Even her lawyer thinks she's guilty. But given that Mary Smith is entitled to the best defense she can afford - and thanks to Nathan's millions, she can afford plenty - Spenser hires on to investigate Mary's bona fides.
Mary's alibi is a bit on the flimsy side: she claims she was watching television in another room when the murder occurred. But the couple was seen fighting at a high-profile cocktail party earlier that evening and the prosecution has a witness who says Mary once tried to hire him to kill Nathan. What's more, she's too pretty, too made-up, too blonde, and sleeps around - just the kind of person a jury loves to hate.
Spenser's up against the wall; leads go nowhere, no one knows a thing. Then a young woman, recently fired from her position at Smith's bank, turns up dead. Mary's vacant past suddenly starts looking meaner and darker - and Spenser's suddenly got to watch his back.
With its lean, crackling dialogue, crisp action and razor-sharp characters, Widow's Walk is another triumph.
©2002 Robert B. Parker (P)2002 Random House Inc., Random House Audio, a Division of Random House Inc.批評家のレビュー
“Delicious fun…Spenser is back in his element - out-punching and out-quipping adversaries in Beantown. An entertaining supporting cast puts this one on the top shelf...one of the author’s wittier outings. Bottom line: A merry Widow.” (People)
“Top-notch stuff.” (The Seattle Times)
“Parker’s energies remain as formidable as his hero’s.” (Boston Globe)