Being Uncle Charlie: A Life Undercover with Killers, Kingpins, Bikers and Druglords

Reading this book was akin to riding shotgun with Mr. Deasy as he drove back and forth on the 401 between Niagara Falls, Toronto and Montreal. His retelling of some of his cases (despite knowing the outcome – I mean he did live to write the book after all) left me holding my breath. When I read books like this one it makes me wonder how the author can be allowed to publish it? I mean, isn’t he giving away insider secrets and some of the tricks of the trade? Doesn’t it make a book like this almost a “how-to manual” for current and future criminals? Mr. Deasly deftly explains that too. In this day and age of electronics, DNA and police/criminal computer databases it seems his methods have become too time consuming (at times it was years before the case wrapped up in an arrest) and in many instances obsolete.
So many of the cases mentioned are cases I remember hearing about on the evening news or reading about in my local newspaper and the locales mentioned are small towns, medium cities and metropolises I am familiar with, visit often or have lived in. This not only made the book that much more interesting, but also frightened me in a strange (tingly) sort of way to think that all this was going on around me and I had virtually no idea.
A friend of my daughter’s recommended this book to me. She thought I would enjoy it – I did! Thanks S.