On a recent trip to Hawaii, the girls wanted shave ice (a local treat) and we stopped at the Waikoloa mall. It was a warm afternoon, the line was long, and I wasn’t about to stand in line and wait. The girls did, and I set off to wander the mall. Malls all pretty much look the same to me, but I wanted to get my daily steps in and it was an opportunity to do so.
I hadn’t gone very far when I was surprised to see a local authors exhibit. I stopped to see what was there. There were several writers, and one was a nice fellow about my age named Ray Pace. We had a pleasant conversation, I enjoyed his east coast accent, and before I knew it, I bought a signed copy of Ray’s book.
Disappearing Act was a wise choice. It’s a crime novel that mixes science fiction, Vegas, Chicago, the mob, a private investigator, and assorted characters in an interesting tale. It was refreshing to read a story with no technical mistakes in the firearms descriptions. Pace is a good writer (he has the experience for it; before turning to fiction he was a crime reporter for big city newspapers). Disappearing Act is 150 pages long and I read it on the flight home from Hawaii. It’s a light read, a good story, well written, and I enjoyed it. You will, too.
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