About This Book:
On a hot summer night in the late 1980s, in the Boston neighborhood of Roxbury, a twelve-year-old African-American girl was sitting on a mailbox talking with her friends when she became the innocent victim of gang-related gunfire. Amid public outcry, an immediate manhunt was on to catch the murderer, and a young African-American man was quickly apprehended, charged, and — wrongly — convicted of the crime. Dick Lehr, a former reporter for the Boston Globe’s famous Spotlight Team who investigated this case for the newspaper, now turns the story into Trell, a page-turning novel about the daughter of an imprisoned man who persuades a reporter and a lawyer to help her prove her father’s innocence. What pieces of evidence might have been overlooked? Can they manage to get to the truth before a dangerous character from the neighborhood gets to them?
*Review Contributed By Jazmen Greene, Staff Reviewer*
Trell by Dick Lehr
This book lives up to all it claims to be. Gripping and thrilling, indeed it was.
I loved the juxtaposition of the past and the future. While the story is told in the now, It feels like you're right there with them every time they talked about what happened in the past. It was a story you felt, not just read.
Aside from the novel being pretty much unputdownable, the story was really current and ripe for its time, now.
Trell, short for Van Trell, her dad is in prison for killing a young girl. But, not for one second does Trell believe that her father is actually guilty--and neither does the Mom. This is what sets the pace for the story--and what keeps it going.
Every single part of the story is clearly well thought out, perfectly paced--and downright gripping. It was like watching a really good episode of your favorite crime show. I was glued to its page, and the proverbial edge of my seat.
Although I started to put the pieces together--there will still parts of it, they caught me off guard--in a good way.
This is my first time reading this author, and I can guarantee with a book like this--it will not be my last.