Several years ago, I bumped into a movie, The Bone Collector. I have forgotten all about its plots ever since, and the only thing gluing to my head was Washington's sad and stupid face. No offence, I just don't like the actor. Until a few days ago, someone recommended this book to me. The language is rather smooth, so it didn't take long for me to read it. The idea is quite brilliant, the superb illusionist, his tricks, his misdirections, and his misdirections hidden in other misdirections. Lincoln's function in the pursuit of this bad-ass criminal mastermind is merely decorational, what catches readers' attention is this magician's fabulous traps. When you think you have figured out all the cheats and tricks, voila, there's another dead-end. When you think you have considered both the impossible and the possible, the answer is already there crying out loud right into your face... Loved the idea of an illusionist trying to perform his last live performance in front of the city. Though I really have no positive feelings for the design of this "Lincoln", the story itself is amazing. SO, brave, and, encore!