Bredes’s method is a little like his sturdy small-town constable’s—by page two he’s got you by the lapels, pushed you up against the wall, and made you fear what comes next. He doesn’t relax his grip until the last page is turned. I only worry that, given the high tension and breakneck pace, the reader might not take the time to savor the beautifully rendered descriptions of the people, the places and, yes, the produce of a portion of Vermont that Bredes clearly loves.
--Tom McNeal, author of Goodnight, Nebraska