The First 48by Tim Green
This is the latest from Green, whose previous novel, "The Fifth Angel" hit the "New York Times" extended bestseller list. Green is a featured commentator on NPR and FOX Sports, and he's a regular contributor to "Salon" and "USA Today."
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THE FIRST 48
By Tim Green
Warner BooksCopyright © 2004 Tim Green
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Chapter OneTom Redmon didn't need to hear more, but he knew the couple needed to talk. Beneath the desk, he clenched and unclenched his hand, squeezing the tennis ball, trying to be patient. Finally they finished. The mother was sniffing and dabbing her eyes with a napkin from McDonald's. He looked past them and out through the old glass to a bright locust tree, wavy and distorted.
In his office, the paneling of one wall sagged under the weight of diplomas. A 1996 calendar of a German castle high on a mountaintop hung by a pushpin. In a wood frame was a cheap print of van Gogh's View of Montmartre with Windmills. Tom loosened his tie and unbuttoned his collar. Size nineteen. If he could have, he'd have taken off his coat.
The couple was young. Their little girl sat between them, her eyes hollow, her head bald and white. When she smiled, her teeth shone gray, with great gaps between them. The father worked at the power plant, stoking coal. The mother stayed at home. There were four other kids too. None of them were sick. Yet.
Tom slapped his hand on the desk and said, "We'll sue them." "Who?" the father asked.
"Everyone," Tom said, standing. "GE. The State of New York. The City of Ithaca. The Power Authority. The EPA and the DEC."
"Everyone?" "I mean it," Tom said. "I've done it before. I just sued the New York State Dormitory Authority and won.
"These big corporations. These colossal government entities. They need to be taken down, and that's what I do, Mr. Helmer.
Don't you worry, Mrs. Helmer. They'll pay." "I just want her to be okay," she said through the napkin. "We all do," Tom said.
He patted the little girl on the shoulder. She smiled up at him.
"I'll have the papers ready for you to sign by the beginning of next week," Tom said. "Say Tuesday. How's ten?" He opened the door and Sarah, his secretary, looked up from her romance novel. She was sixty. Yellow hair. Cat glasses and chewing gum.
"Tuesday at ten for the Helmers, Sarah," he said. "We'll start on the papers first thing tomorrow morning."
He showed them out and turned to Sarah. She sat staring blankly at him.
"The property management company called again," she said.
"That's the problem," he said, smiling. "When one man owned this building, a favor here and there wasn't forgotten. Now it's a nameless, faceless LLP that you can't appease and you can't kill."
"We are two months late." "Let them evict me," he said. He winked and grinned and took off his blazer and lost the tie. "Take the rest of the day, Sarah. Get some sun."
"You've got Mr. Potter scheduled for three-thirty." "Cancel it."
"Tom, they will evict you." "Cancel it. This Helmer case could be the big one." "We've had a lot of big ones, Tom," she said. "They never pay. The small stuff is what pays."
"We got the janitor." "That's one. They settled because their witness died, remember? Mr. Potter will pay a retainer up front. I told him that on the phone and he agreed."
"Sarah," he said. "I know you care, and I appreciate that. But I'm sick and tired of DUIs and shoplifters and aggravated assaults. I'm tired of drug dealers, pickpockets, drunks, crack-heads, motorcycle gangs, and dregs. These are the people I used to put in jail."
"You're a defense lawyer, Tom. You need money to file that suit. You need an index number. You need an investigator," she said. She was standing now, with her hands on her thick hips. "You already owe Mike Tubbs six thousand dollars." "He sent a bill?"
"Of course not," she said, pressing her lips tight. Tom flattened the tennis ball and rubbed his chin.
"Then reschedule Potter for Thursday and go get some sun," he said. "It's beautiful out there. And do me a favor, will you? Dial up Mike Tubbs and tell him I'll meet him at Friendly's at three-thirty, sharp."
"Of course," Sarah said.
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Tim Green is a great author. That being said, this is not his best work. The book is dull, predictable and contains absolutely no plot twists. I've come to expect much better from this author. Had this been the only book of his I had read, it would have been my last.
I had high hopes for this book, however quickly realized character development was weak and story was unrealistic. I had no interest in finishing the story and never wondered whatever happened in the end.
Couldn't wait to get the latest Green book. His others were all great reads. Unfortunately, this one does not measure up. Read like a 'You need to publish again' statement from his publisher. Even gave the book to a friend who refused to finish it. There shouldn't be much of a waiting list at the library.
After finishing the Fifth Angel, I just had to run out and read Tim Green's new book. I thought the First 48 Hours was a 'Wild Mouse' ride of a thriller. I couldn't put it down. I thought the characters were well developed. Granted the story was a little over the top as far as being unbelievable, but most mystery/thriller nowadays are. I recommend this book and look forward to Tim's next one.
The basic concept should have been great. However, the characters are shallow and undeveloped and the dialog trite. The story line lacked credibility. Smart girl reporter has story which will ruin powerful politician who ruined her father years before. Girl gets kidnapped. Father blames politican. Father & friend find girl. But not before formerly smart girl sleeps with bad guy because she suddenly turns stupid and trusts him for no reason I could figure out. Kidnapping wasn't because of politician but he is killed off anyway. Blah blah blah. Boring boring boring. I only finished it because I paid 20 bucks.
Washington Post investigative reporter Jane Redmond uncovers a very complex abuse and corruption scam that leads back to US Senator Michael Gleason, the same man who destroyed her father Tom. Years ago Tom was a hot shot prosecutor, but powerbroker Gleason smashed his career. Though revenge would be sweet, Jane knows that her story is much more important. However, someone kidnaps Jane while she is jogging. Tom realizes someone abducted his beloved daughter. He knows from his law enforcement days that THE FIRST 48 hours matter in a rescue because after that the victim is dead. So Tom and his partner Mike Tubbs knowing it is late in the fourth quarter take what they believe is the shortest route to her, kidnapping and torturing Gleason. Will he inform them what happened to Jane and where she is or will the senator hold out until time expires? Though typical of a Tim Green suspense thriller, fans will enjoy this terse tale due to an interesting cast. The delightful dynamic duo makes the novel hum as ethic aside they know that the means is irrelevant when the clock ticks on life and death matters. Jane is courageous as she tries to escape her abductees and ¿Deep Throat¿ is an interesting character who is a show me the money soul. Though Gleason is too odious and nasty villain and there is a leap of major acceptance, suspense thriller fans will appreciate this exhilarating Potomac quest and counter-quest. Harriet Klausner