by Nathan Larson
As a retired Librarian I was of course intrigued by this title.... I guess I thought it would be a story about a library or librarian. However, the library is only incidental to this very violent story.
The main character, who it appears is a victim of PTSD, doesn't know his real name or recall his past (was he given false memories and had others erased while he was in a miltary hospital?). The character, who is being called Dewey Decimal because he is living in the New York Public Library, is living in a New York that has been devastated by terrorist attacks. Most of the people have fled from the city and only the special/rich/useful people like him have the privilege of riding the subway.
Dewey Decimal is supported in his drug habit by the New York DA who has him carry out various illegal activities including assasinations. His latest task is to kill a Ukranian labour organizer. But as the story goes on Dewey starts to wonder what the real story is and who the bad guys really are. A woman he has been asked to kill has been kind to him-- she only shot him in the knee, didn't kill hiim.
This is not a book I would normally read and I did not enjoy all the gratuitous violence. The character, despite his propensity for violence does seem to have some sort of morals, but do we really care? NO!
This is a book I will gladly give away, I would never read it again.
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