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Grand theft
Watts, Timothy, 1957-
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New York : G.P. Putnam's Sons, [2003]

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296 pages ; 24 cm
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Watts possesses one of the most arresting voices in crime fiction. With Grand Theft, he delivers his most accomplished, hard-boiled, and suspenseful story yet.

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Booklist Review

Teddy Clyde is a professional car thief. He only deals in luxury models, does plenty of market research, and is careful about his distribution system. So what's the body of Philadelphia Mob boss Dominic Scarlotti doing in the trunk of Teddy's own car, a modest Acura? It's a long story, and Watts tells it beautifully, with snappy dialogue, lots of streetwise wit, and a nice dollop of romance. In the best caper novel tradition, Teddy begins by only wanting to extricate himself from the mess he's landed in but quickly realizes that because he'll probably wind up dead anyway, why not try to make a little something for himself? The cast of supporting characters is every bit as compelling as Teddy himself, from his bumbling brother, to the bada-bing mobsters he sets out to con, to the Philadelphia Enquirer reporter he falls for, to the two shrewd Jewish gangsters he encounters along the way. Thriller fans will be reminded of Elmore Leonard's Sting, Brad Smith's All Hat, and the many other jaunty caper novels in which a larcenous but lovable hero stands up to a bent world with a grin on his face. --Bill Ott Copyright 2003 Booklist

Publisher's Weekly Review

Watts has often been compared to Elmore Leonard, and his latest crime thriller (after 1996's Steal Away) begs to be cast along the same lines as Out of Sight. Teddy Clyde, the charming upscale Philadelphia car thief, is instantly recognizable as a George Clooney type, and who else but Jennifer Lopez could play Natalie, the investigative reporter "with a great rear end" who is working undercover as a waitress in a mobbed-up strip club? Of course, smart Teddy is the only one who recognizes her in her skimpy disguise. And while he's scoping out her assets, she's musing that "he had a look like you'd see in the movies. Not Disney. More like, what? A John Grisham film. Sociable on the outside but something hidden behind the eyes." Watts, who has been writing screenplays of late, loads his story with empty characters waiting to be filled with real actors-the short-fused, dim-witted, foul-mouthed Mafia underboss who arranges a hit on his superior without considering the consequences; the height-challenged, ruthless federal prosecutor who treats his own staff worse than he does the mobsters he's chasing; the wise old Jewish master criminal using the local ruffians for a big deal of his own. Watts is a clean, glib writer who can drop in a cutting line with ease-he refers to the nasty prosecutor as "a Rudy Giuliani, but without the class"-but readers hoping for a diverting couple of hours might be better off waiting for the film version. (Oct. 13) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved