Synopsis: A family, and the security to enjoy it: that’s all Tom and Anna Reed ever wanted. But years of infertility treatments, including four failed attempts at in-vitro fertilization, have left them with neither. The emotional and financial costs are straining their marriage and endangering their dreams. So when their downstairs tenant – a recluse whose promptly delivered cashier’s checks were barely keeping them afloat, dies in his sleep, the $400,000 they find stashed in his kitchen seems like fate. More than fate: a chance for everything they’ve dreamed of for so long. A fairy-tale ending.
But Tom and Anna soon realize that fairy tales never come cheap. Because their tenant wasn’t a hermit who squirreled away his pennies. He was a criminal who double-crossed some of the most dangerous men in Chicago. Men who won’t stop until they get revenge, no matter where they find it.
4 Stars From Me.
Funny old book this one, I bought it on a whim as I was stuck without a book (and panicking accordingly) so I literally grabbed a few random ones in the hope that one or two might be good.
In this book we meet a fairly typical couple who have the misfortune of struggling to conceive. They’ve blown a lot of money on IVF and are faced with the difficult decision of having to accept that they can’t afford another round of fertility treatment.
Then, in a random twist of fate, an opportunity presents itself for them to be stinking rich! Needless to say it isn’t as straight forward as that and the money comes with a dilemma of it’s own and whole heap of trouble to boot.
The story is good on the whole although it does wander into just plain silly territory a few times! The jury is out for me as to whether that enhanced it or not. It’s a good fun read with enough of an edge to it to keep you turning the pages.
This is an unusual yet engaging read it combines full on violence and threat with a good old fashioned moral in story type undercurrent: can money really buy you happiness?