Every once in a while, I need a mystery. After spending a great deal of time with Scandanavian ones, I’ve decided to try a few American ones. Mosley is a master. Unlike in his later works, the social commentary is more subtle here. It’s about Easy Rawlins and the life he’s trying to make for himself. I’m always terrible at mysteries because I can’t track who did what to whom, so I often just go along for the ride. And this is a good one.