What I admire about the thrillers I recommend today (and I say this as someone so skittish that I read Henry James with a paw clamped over one eye): They give you no chance to chicken out. You are indicted as a co-conspirator on the first page.
These books waste no time and neither will I. You can’t say you haven’t been warned.
—Joumana, lifelong wimp
“My Sister, the Serial Killer,”by Oyinkan Braithwaithe
Fiction, 2018
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“Ayoola summons me with these words — Korede, I killed him.
“I had hoped I would never hear those words again.”
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