We start at the end, by Chris Whitaker

Sometimes the black genre takes on a meaning that borders on the existential. Cases like that of Victor of the Tree, capable of the most abysmal depth from the introspection of its characters. Something similar happens with this author, a Chris Whitacker who arrives with another point of undoubted connection with the Swiss bestseller Joel dicker. Because when it comes to starting the story from its possible ending, not completely revealed, we enter the sum of flashbacks that make up the puzzle of the day.

Mixing then you can always get good syntheses. The problem or the virtue, according to the author, is to find the combination, the appropriate dosage so that the result does not end up becoming unbalanced without the necessary filling of the diversity of narrative ingredients. On this occasion Whitacker finds the perfect point towards that cocktail as indecipherable as it is ingeniously mixed.

Duchess Day Radley is a self-proclaimed thirteen-year-old "outlaw." Rules are for other people. She is the fierce protector of her five-year-old brother, Robin, and the adult figure for Star, her single mother, unable to care for herself, much less her two children.

Walk is now the local police chief, but he is still trying to heal an old wound from being the witness that three decades ago sent his best friend, Vincent King, to prison, who is getting out of jail. And Duchess and Walk must face the problem that their return will bring.

The crux on this occasion is the vision of the matter from the perspective of the two characters on both sides of the tragedy. The girl and the policeman. From the catastrophe that results in uprooting, abandonment and guilt on the one hand as well as in a truculent case closed and yet pending in its most intimate resolution.

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