“… that sit before her, she can send a person away for life in prison. A typist in a New York City Police Department precinct, Rose is like a high priestess….”
From the blurb,this novel comes off as noir as the digits of a steno who just finished swapping ribbons on a roomful of Remingtons, if you get my drift.
I spotted it at the New & Noteworthy table of a national book chain I’d rather not name. Want to know more? Take a hike over to your local indy bookstore and run the title past the chick at the counter. Bring a pal or three, OK? And don’t say I sent you.