It is difficult to write this review without relying on what seems to be hyperbole, but in Late Rain Lynn Kostoff has created a superlative novel that succeeds on every level. It is a compelling crime story. It depicts and develops characters who leap off the page. Its language is rich and poetic. And it is a moving story about a variety of characters caught in their own individuals prisons (for lack of a better word). Whether it is the central character Ben Decovic, a cop tormented by memories of his dead wife; or Corrine Tedros, a scheming woman for whom the reader will develop a surprising compassion; or Jack Carson, whose Alzheimer's has trapped him in a landscape where words and memories either don't come or don't accurately mesh; or even the bizarre hitman Croy Wendall, who comes across as almost infantile in terms of his corrupted and inner life--these characters, and many more, are vivid creations, unlike others you might have encountered in other "crime novels." In fact, to call this a crime novel is a disservice. It is a marvelously written, evocative, engaging literary novel that taps a series of crimes as a means of conveying a powerful and mesmerizing story. The final pages are still haunting me. Kostoff has written well before, but he far surpasses his earlier novels with this one, which I place not only in the galaxy of Lehane's Mystic River or Bruen's The Guards but among the best works of Daniel Woodrell, Cormac McCarthy, and Robert Stone, just to name three. This is a novel to buy and to read now; you will not regret it.