I'm so fickin' happy to have discovered Jason Starr. Cold Caller was his first novel, published way back in '97. It's a blackly comic tale of white collar noir and a middle-class Manhattanite's quarter-life crisis that brings new meaning to the term 'dead end job.'
You can read the full review over on Crime Fiction Lover. And hold tight for my review of his new book Savage Lane, coming soon from the sexy proof copy that's sitting on my bedside table. I say 'bedside table' I mean 'upturned box'.
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