It's 1998 in New York City and Nico Kelly considers himself more of a photographer than a private investigator, stuck in a loop of city contracts and self loathing.
He spends his days looking for fraud while taking pictures of municipal employees on disability claims.
He spends his nights trying to deaden the nagging feeling that his day job means he's a professional snitch. He traverses dive bars, plays pinball and fights through the haze of blurry evenings and hungover days.
New York is changing around him and it feels like a bigger change is coming. What little middle-class there was is disappearing. Long-standing factories are moving out and taking their reliable neighborhood jobs with them. Giuliani's police force has the streets in a stranglehold.
Pushing thirty years old and feeling split between his American and Latin heritage, between youth and adulthood, Nico finds himself at a precipice - who is he and what should he become?
Then suddenly one of his photography insurance fraud cases results in him witnessing and recording the murder of a cop by two other cops. Nico is thrown into a web of corruption and cover-ups while the bodies start to turn up all around him...
This novel provides its readers with not only a fresh take on investigative fiction, but also, a story about how it feels to be human during a time when nothing feels certain.
