Аннотация
Jim Fusilli
The Guardians
Tim Foley
His stepfather was a cop, and Luther Addison became one, too, determined to address the indignities the old man suffered. A prideful shell now-racking coughs led to finding a dark spot on his lung-W.E. Addison was fading rapidly, down to a fragile hundred and six pounds from a rock-hard one eighty-five. So the burly young cop chose to keep his plan a secret from his loving family.
But as he entered the living room of his parents’ little colonial in Cambria Heights, Queens, he found his stepfather already knew. Same as it ever was: No corner of his mind escaped the man’s insight since he began courting Lucy Addison when Luther was five years old.
“Running for president?” W.E. Addison asked. The stereo was off, and his rocking chair didn’t move.
“Organization needs a president,” the son replied lightly, trying to cut the tension. He’d already given the Entenmann’s to his mother, kissing her plump cheek as s...
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