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The Pearl Diver (Rei Shimura Series #7)
     

The Pearl Diver (Rei Shimura Series #7)

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by Sujata Massey
 

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A dazzling engagement ring and the promise of a fresh start in a new country bring antiques dealer and sometime-sleuth Rei Shimura to Washington, D.C. But while she tries to play catch-up with her beautiful, politically connected cousin, Kendall, and is commissioned to furnish a chic Japanese-fusion restaurant, things start to go haywire. First, Kendall vanishes

Overview

A dazzling engagement ring and the promise of a fresh start in a new country bring antiques dealer and sometime-sleuth Rei Shimura to Washington, D.C. But while she tries to play catch-up with her beautiful, politically connected cousin, Kendall, and is commissioned to furnish a chic Japanese-fusion restaurant, things start to go haywire. First, Kendall vanishes from the restaurant's opening-night party, and then Rei is drafted to help Andrea, the restaurant's elegant, cagey hostess, investigate the disappearance of her own Japanese mother thirty years earlier.

As the strands of these puzzles begin to come together, Rei finds that her relationship with her fiancé, Hugh, has changed from sizzle to burn. At the same time, she faces troubling questions about what it means to be a loving mother — and whether her own independent streak will endanger the women to whom she has grown close.

Rei must research the scary old days of the Vietnam War and delve into the secret history of an ambitious presidential candidate to piece together the mystery of the vanished women — and also understand truths about herself, which may change her destiny.

In The Pearl Diver, Sujata Massey delivers a multilayered, suspenseful story complete with the intrigue, romance, and rich Asian cultural background that her fans have come to relish.

Editorial Reviews

Bookloons.com
"You can’t go wrong sharing the adventures of Rei Shimura."
--Bookloons.com
“You can’t go wrong sharing the adventures of Rei Shimura.”
Marilyn Stasio
Sujata Masseya gracefully weaves Japanese art, history and social mores into a series narrated by a Japanese-American antiques dealer named Rei Shimura, whose efforts to define her identity involve close examination of her bicultural heritage. In The Pearl Diver, her assignment to furnish a new Japanese restaurant in Washington yields wonderful detail about Asian cuisines and the multicultural kitchen workers who prepare them. The narrative dovetails nicely with a moving subplot about a war bride who in her native Japan had been an ama-san, a female shellfish diver, until both stories are swamped by blow-by-blow updates on the heroine's personal life and a smelly red herring about Washington politics. There are still lessons to be learned from the uncluttered and serene lines of Japanese art.
The New York Times
Publishers Weekly
Kidnapping, death and intrigue are all on the menu for Rei Shimura in Massey's winning seventh mystery (after 2003's The Samurai's Daughter) to feature the half-Japanese, half-American antique dealer and sometime sleuth. After moving in with her fiance, lawyer Hugh Glendinning, in Washington, D.C., Rei takes on the decoration of a trendy new Asian restaurant, Bento. Barred from reentering Japan, where her business was originally based, she hopes to plan her upcoming wedding and find a market for the art objects she's stored locally. All hell breaks loose when Rei's cousin Kendall Johnson disappears during the opening dinner at Bento, leaving Rei with Kendall's twin toddlers. Then Bento's hostess approaches Rei for help in locating her Japanese-born mother, a war bride who went missing from her Virginia home more than 30 years earlier. Finally, sweet Aunt Norie arrives from Japan to help with the wedding preparations and ever-dependable Hugh makes himself scarce for propriety's sake. Crosscultural misunderstandings and prejudices, plus behind-the-scenes machinations, add spice to an already volatile mix. Adept at crafting dead-on dialogue and juggling serious issues with humor, Massey has produced another triumph. Agent, Kim Witherspoon. (Aug. 1) FYI: Massey has won Agatha and Macavity awards. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Having returned from Tokyo, Japanese American sleuth Rei Shimura (The Samurai's Daughter) now lives in Washington, DC, where she's opening an antiques business. For her first substantial job, she provides pieces for a new Japanese restaurant. Despite the great d cor, things go wrong at the opening: her cousin is abducted, and adverse news coverage puts a serious crimp in business. Police soon find the cousin, but then the restaurant hostess asks Rei's help in finding her Japanese mother, who disappeared years ago under suspicious circumstances. Not surprisingly, the two "disappearances" eventually connect. Genteel prose, a forthright but tactful protagonist, and a riveting story line commend this to most collections. An Agatha and a Macavity award winner, Massey lives in Baltimore. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Something's fishy in Washington's newest Japanese restaurant. First, Kendall Howard Johnson, DC darling and fundraiser for Senator Harp Snowden, invites her cousin Rei Shimura, newly settled in Washington after being booted out of Japan (The Samurai's Daughter, 2003, etc.), for drinks at undercapitalized, about-to-open Bento. Stepping outside to gab on her cell phone, Kendall is promptly abducted. When pesky Rei, a dealer of Oriental antiques and an inveterate sleuth, helps locate her, Andrea Norton, Bento's half-black, half-Japanese hostess, turns to Rei for help in finding her own mom, who abandoned her as a toddler back in the '70s. Before long, the snooping Rei is abducted, too, and it's unclear whether someone is targeting the cousins, starting a restaurant war between Bento and the neighboring Plum Ink, or hushing up the truth about Andrea's mom's disappearance and the part her husband's second wife's family may have played in it. Rei escapes her captors but miscarries in the process, causing serious cracks in her relationship with her boyfriend and sorrow in her aunt Norie, visiting from Yokohama and bent on planning Rei's wedding. The reasons for Kendall's mishap and the long-ago war bride's decampment wend past vials of crack cocaine and a Vietnam cover-up before they're resolved by a grenade toss, a stint in rehab, and some delicious meals served up by Bento's talented chef. The ending is improbable and sappy, but Massey's pungent take on mixed marriages and East-West culture clashes is first-rate. Agency: Curtis Brown Ltd.
—Bookloons.com
“You can’t go wrong sharing the adventures of Rei Shimura.”
USA Today
“This novel is beautifully constructed and highly emotional. Massey’s knowledge of Japanese antiques and downtown D.C. enhances the story.”
Baltimore Sun
“A feast of delights, sure to make readers impatient for Rei Shimura’s next adventure.”
Philadelphia Inquirer
“Sujata Massey’s mysteries are breezy and girly and...tartly funny.”
New York Times Book Review
“Sujata Massey gracefully weaves Japanese art, history, and social mores into a series narrated by a Japanese-American antiques dealer.”
Rocky Mountain News (Denver)
“Engaging.”

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780060597900
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
07/26/2005
Series:
Rei Shimura Series , #7
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
352
Product dimensions:
5.31(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.79(d)

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The Pearl Diver

A Novel
By Sujata Massey

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2005 Sujata Massey
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0060597909

Chapter One

I'd scored a single line and a shadow.

Or were they double lines? I squinted at the plastic wand lying on the edge of the bathroom sink. One line meant negative, two positive. There was no definition for one line and the vague suggestion of a shadow.

"What's the verdict? I'm about to dash," Hugh called from the other side of the door.

"Inconclusive," I said, opening the door and holding out the EPT stick like an obscene hors d'oeuvre. "You do the math."

"One. That's easy."

"Don't you see that shadowy line next to it?"

"A line would be pink. That's just a wrinkle in the material." He was already pulling on his Burberry. It was early spring in Washington and had rained for almost a solid week.

"I wish there was an explanation for shadows -- "

"Shadows that only you can see. Darling, if you're really anxious, you could call the consumer help line."

"If I do that, I'm sure they'll tell me to consult my doctor."

"Maybe this means you're a little bit pregnant." Hugh paused in putting on his coat and slipped his hand inside my flannel pajamas to stroke my bare stomach.

"A surprise pregnancy would be a delight, without even a wedding date on the horizon," I said, removing his hand. Hugh and I had been engaged for exactly three months. We had considered a quickie elopement, on the beach in Hawaii, but once our families had gotten wind of the idea, they'd guilt-tripped us out of it. Now we thought we should set the wedding in Washington. But progress was slow. I didn't know the area well and was totally stymied about locations and caterers. I had nothing to show for myself except the guy.

"My cousin was married with new baby in arms and it was the best wedding anyone had been to in years," Hugh said, spinning his rolled-up umbrella through the air before catching it neatly. He was such an optimist: about babies, about the outcome of the class-action suit he was trying to organize, about life in general. He didn't even mind the Washington rain, because it reminded him of Edinburgh. I preferred the hard, blinding rain that made a rock-and-roll sonata on the tile roofs in Japan in the fall, or the warm, humid rains that marked spring's rainy season. But I'd take the Washington rain, because it came with Hugh, and the promise of our future.

After we negotiated the night's dinner plan -- risotto with browned onions and sea scallops if I could find them, and a simple green salad -- Hugh left, and I made myself a quick o-nigiri. I'd kept last night's rice warm in the rice cooker, and I had a small piece of leftover salmon in the fridge. I tucked the salmon into the rice and folded the triangular wedge into a sheet of seaweed that I quickly roasted on the stove.

I ate the rice ball with my left hand and used my right to scroll through the Daily Yomiuri online. I'd been away from Japan about six months now, and I could feel the language beginning to slip. It was my duty as a hafu -- a half-Japanese, half-American -- to keep up. I bypassed woeful economic news and went straight to the language-teaching column aimed at foreigners. The word of the day was zurekin, which meant "off-peak commuting," an idea strongly encouraged by the government but not quite adopted by the working world. It was easier, calmer, better for people and the environment.

At least, that's how it sounded on paper. My whole life had gone from frenetic to zurekin -- and I wasn't sure I liked it. I'd spent my twenties working in Japan, where I'd lived simply and worked hard, and come to believe that everything Japanese was wonderful, even the crowded trains. The problem was, I couldn't live in Japan anymore. I'd been thrown out, for an indefinite length of time, by the government for a misdeed I'd committed in the name of something more important. Now, because of the black mark in my passport, I had to make the best of it in Washington, complaining like all the other Washingtonians about crowded Metro trains that I considered only half-full, and so on. The only thing I truly agreed with was that Washington real estate was as insanely priced as Tokyo's -- though the spaces were bigger.

Hugh's apartment, for instance, a two-bedroom on the second floor of an old town house, had lots to admire -- high ceilings, old parquet floors, a bay window in the living room. It was lovely, but so . . . foreign. The telephone rang, and even that sounded different. I picked it up.

"Hi, honey, what are you doing for lunch?" The throaty voice on the other end of the line belonged to my cousin Kendall Howard Johnson, who lived in Bethesda.

"Kendall?" It annoyed me when people didn't introduce themselves on the phone.

"Yes, Rei." She drew my name out in the exaggerated way she'd pronounced it since we were little. Raaay, it sounded like.

Kendall had grown up in Bethesda, so I'd run into her plenty of times on my childhood visits to my mother's home forty minutes to the north, in Baltimore. Grandmother always called Kendall and me the ladybug team because of Kendall's red and my black hair; a set of cousins the same age who seemed destined to go together, but didn't really. I'd never forget the humiliation of the summer when Kendall was fifteen and she'd taken me in the backyard bushes and produced a joint. I hadn't known how to strike a match, let alone inhale, and I was from the Bay Area, where everyone was supposed to know how to roll. But at the coed boarding school Kendall went to in Virginia, she'd already learned lots of things that I hadn't.

Continues...


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Meet the Author

Sujata Massey was a reporter for the Baltimore Evening Sun and spent several years in Japan teaching English and studying Japanese. She is the author of The Salaryman's Wife, Zen Attitude, The Flower Master, The Floating Girl, The Bride's Kimono, The Samurai's Daughter, The Pearl Diver, and The Typhoon Lover. She lives in Minneapolis.

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The Pearl Diver (Rei Shimura Series #7) 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 3 reviews.
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Rei Shimura is living in Washington DC with her fiance Hugh after being forced to leave Tokyo. She feels a little lost and aimless in her new home and isn't excited about planning her wedding, so she's delighted when the opportunity to decorate a new Japanese restaurant drops into her lap. Rei jumps into her work with both feet and things are going well until her cousin Kendall is abducted from the opening dinner. Was it politics, a restaurant rivalry, or something even more sinister? While the police are investigating the kidnapping, the restaurant's snooty hostess asks Rei to investigate the decades-old disappearance of her Japanese war-bride mother. Andrea reached out to her because they are both half-Japanese, and Rei feels obligated to help. Just as they launch their plan to get more information from Andrea¿s father, Rei's Aunt Norie shows up from Japan to plan her wedding. Norie soon gets pulled into the missing-mother mystery. When Rei¿s investigations into the past turn dangerous in the present, it threatens to ruin her relationship with Hugh. This is Massey's seventh Rei Shimura book, and although most of the others have taken place in Japan, Rei is no stranger to America. This can easily be read stand-alone, but it might be helpful to start earlier in the series to get a better feel for the relationship between Rei and Hugh. Massey is very good at drawing tension from the conflict between Japanese traditionalism and American individualism and independence. On the one hand, Rei obviously finds it hard to say no to people and is horrified that Norie might find out about her living arrangements with Hugh. But at the same time she is reluctant to take on the role of a wife and wants to be in full control of her own destiny. Rei¿s turmoil about her future unfolds against the hectic whirlwind of restaurant crises and her investigations for Andrea. In a couple of places there was so much happening at once, it almost felt like I needed to catch my breath while reading. Rei, Hugh and Norie are likeable and interesting characters, and Andrea became more sympathetic as events unfolded. However, I didn't like that most of the other characters with significant roles ranged from slightly unpleasant to over-the-top obnoxious. Still, it was an absorbing story, and I like Massey's insight into culture clash.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Sat in her nest sadly.