EVEN A PANDEMIC CAN'T STOP LOVE AND MURDER

In this debut thriller set during a pandemic, a New Jersey contractor finds romance while dodging a lethal mobster henchman.

For his contract work at a bank, Aloysius “Alby” O’Brien anticipates payment under the table. That’s perfectly fine, but since he’d rather not do asbestos removal, he farms the work out to three strangers. One of those hires does something with unexpected consequences—he swipes a signed cashier’s check that a dim bank executive left in the open. The theft itself isn’t surprising; what’s shocking is that the bank’s owners are mobsters. They want this mess cleared up in a week and send meticulous problem-solver Jagger, who’s armed with a fake FBI badge and homicidal intentions. Alby hunts for the thief, too, as the mob’s involvement has already complicated the quiet life he struggles to maintain. Years ago, while working in Baghdad, he was unwittingly entangled in an Islamic State group attack. United States government types spun the story so that Alby was the hero who thwarted the assault. This unquestionably put him on the terrorists’ hit list, forcing him to retreat to America and keep as low a profile as possible. But his present situation isn’t all bad, with charming diner waitress/Zumba instructor Ginger occupying his mind. While she shares with Alby a love of classic Hollywood musicals, Jagger tracks down the contract employees, leaving lingering threats and the occasional body in his wake. It’s not long before he’s eyeing Alby, an intriguing man with an oddly murky history. But now that Alby is dating Ginger, he’s not the only one in potential danger.

O’Neill infuses his series opener with a perpetual sense of unease. Jagger, for example, is a constant menacing presence, and readers know his ferocious search puts him closer and closer to Alby. In the same vein, the mobsters’ deadline ignites the story’s momentum, as each new chapter designates the day and time like a countdown. Even romantic interludes with Alby and Ginger hardly slow the narrative down. Their dialogue scenes pop, and their dates include such winsome bits as Alby’s mostly futile attempts at dancing. The titular pandemic enhances this story—it creates a brooding atmosphere rather than serving as the plot’s driving force. In this case, the near-future world endures Covid-22. Alby protects himself with the most elaborate mask available, while Jagger, who’s getting his hands dirty for the mob, makes sure to sanitize when mingling with the unvaccinated. Despite the romantic couple’s appeal, Jagger is the standout; it’s not his violent acts that prove the most terrifying but rather his painstaking dedication to his grim assignment. His actions often showcase O’Neill’s stark, concise prose: “He saw an empty garage with weeds starting to poke through the black parking lot tar; an abandoned business, two large bay doors with narrow glass windows near the top. Jagger got out and peered through the windows. The place was half-lit from the parking lot, so all he could see was a mess; trash and oil stains were the main inhabitants.” While this book offers a solid wrap-up, the author has two more installments in the works.

A rousing crime tale with an indelible cast and a sharp, edgy environment.