Two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author Colson Whitehead returns with a book that solidifies his mastery in a new genre: the crime novel. In 1960s Harlem, furniture salesman Ray Carney wants nothing more than to rise to the ranks of the respectable upper middle class. Helping him get there is his cousin Freddy, who brings stolen items to Ray to sell. Ray’s not proud of the way he’s making his money, but he is able to walk the line between these two worlds successfully—until Freddy drags him into a poorly planned hotel robbery and everything implodes. It’s lighter and funnier fare than Whitehead’s most recent novels, The Underground Railroad and The Nickel Boys, but it’s also a nimble exploration of class, identity and family.
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