"Vintage Cain . . . it's all here—the big money, the unusual circumstances, the spare, tight style, and the staccato dialogue." — The Miami Herald Since his father died, every Saturday night has been the same for Dave and his mother. She starts to talk, weaving aimless, weird fantasies about get-rich-quick schemes that never amount to anything. But when, finally, she is silent, Dave becomes afraid. Because his mother has a way of getting very close that is repellent and appealing all at once, and he's terrified of where it might lead . . . One Saturday, a noise outside breaks the silence. A hijacker has parachuted from a stolen plane with a parachute, a hundred thousand dollars in cash, and one very frightened stewardess. Against all the odds, the thief thinks he's gotten away with it. But he doesn't know just what Dave's mother will do for an easy payday—and a chance to make her son a happy man… "[Cain is] one of the greats of American noir." — The Guardian
