Fiction

Buck Schatz, the retired detective of the story, is getting older, slowing down, is perhaps beginning to have some dementia and initially has no interest at all in tracking down the Nazi. Then things happen that get him involved. And I have to say, it is the very moral ambiguity in the last few chapters that made this rise to a nearly great novel in my opinion.

Perhaps because I'm 66 years old myself, that I can see a bit of my future in this book. If I live another twenty or thirty years, I will not be quite as spry as I am now, I know. But right now it's not easy to actually imagine what it will be like. It does feel as if the author has gotten very much inside what it's like to be that old.