Amazon.com Financial chicanery is Stephen Frey's forte， and in his newest thriller (following The Insider and The Day Trader)， he sets up one of the world's richest men and a young bank executive， who's trying to wrest custody of her son from her well-connected ex-husband， in a sting operation to expose blatant racism in the mortgage practices of a big Virginia financial institution. Angela Day， whose African American college roommate died in her arms after a racially motivated attack， is a gutsy and appealing woman whose life is turned upside down when she gets involved with Jake Lawrence， a billionaire with his own reasons for wanting to expose the corruption at the core of the bank that employs her. When he offers her the chance to get her son back， she plunges into a world of double-dealing where nothing and no one are what they seem and everyone's motives are suspect. Some of the coincidences strain credulity， and the characters are too one-dimensional to care about， but Frey makes the most of his convoluted plot and wraps up the details with an unexpected love story. --Jane Adams --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title. From Publishers Weekly Veteran financial thriller writer Frey (Trust Fund; Day Trader; etc.) returns with another novel of greed and intrigue set in the back corridors of finance. Angela Day， an up-from-the-trailer-park young executive on the fast track at Sumter Bank in Richmond， Va.， is summoned to a Tetons hideaway， lair of the reclusive and powerful moneyman Jake Lawrence. Lawrence wants Day to help him take over Sumter Bank and oust Day's boss， chairman Bob Dudley. There is no love lost between Day and the despicable racist Dudley， who schemes to keep blacks out of white neighborhoods by denying them loans; helping Lawrence would mean lots of money and a golden career for Day. But it also puts her life in danger， and she finds herself carelessly used as a pawn by both men. Toss in a muckraking black reporter friend of Day's， whose presence stirs her guilt over the horrific death of a black schoolmate at a college frat party， and a cowboyish bodyguard (complete with ten-gallon hat and pocket flask)， and you have the makings of a television movie. Frey is best describing the internecine workings of financial institutions and those who manipulate them， but it's hard to spin an exciting yarn out of mortgage applications， especially when a stereotyped cast of hopeful black homeowners is pitted against nasty Southern good ol' boys. Frey's unremarkable prose ("How could humans be so awful? Why couldn't they just get along?") doesn't help. Copyright 2002 Reed Business Information， Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title. See all Editorial Reviews