A sweeping, Dickensian tale about Theo Decker, the survivor of a bombing at a New York art museum, who steals a famous painting and is drawn into the criminal underworld while grappling with grief and identity.
Why I Chose This Book
I generally love books set in New York City and was looking for something with a strong sense of place. Ended up getting bonus Las Vegas atmosphere, too.
Any surprises?
SPOILER ALERT! The book is in three parts, the last of which is a heist thriller almost-action-movie sequence crescendo.
Lingering Questions
How do the conditions of our upbringing shape our identities and life paths?