EVERY MAN A KING

At the behest of his friend Roger Ferris, a white billionaire, Black ex-cop Joe King Oliver investigates the government's mysterious detainment of a white nationalist.

The 91-year-old Ferris, who lives much of the time with Oliver's strong-willed 93-year-old grandmother, is sure that Alfred Xavier Quiller, poster boy for the alt-right group Men of Action, was set up on charges of murder and selling secrets to the Russians. As odious an individual as Quiller is, Oliver takes on the case as a defender of civil rights. That means returning to Rikers Island, where Quiller is being held—and where Oliver spent three hellish months in solitary after having been framed by dirty cops. The detective, introduced in Down the River Unto the Sea (2018), also has his hands full with the arrest of his ex-wife Monica's husband for his involvement with Russian mobsters in a corporate scheme to sell heating oil as diesel fuel. As knotty as the plot can get, the book is consistently lifted by the intelligence of its characters. Not your everyday zealot, Quiller is a scholar, poet, painter, animal rights activist, and genius inventor—and he's married to a Black woman whose attraction to him in spite of his racism makes her quite the enigma. Mosley is in top form as a social observer: Absolute poverty, muses his protagonist, is being imprisoned: "the experience of being slowly murdered by a state of being." Mosley's reportorial eye is equally sharp in making details count, including the skin tones of his characters. In Oliver's world, it matters that his grandmother is "black as a moonless night on an ancient sea." It also matters that she can get shot in the butt and shrug it off.

A strong second outing by Mosley's new hero.