Emily St. John Mandel
About the book
The city of New York had gone dark so quickly, and at times Gavin was dazzled by the speed of the fall. One man who had lost everything, a retired businessman in his eighties, broke down and began to sob when Gavin called him. T h e n e x t afternoon at five o'clock Gavin was waiting in the parking lot outside the police station again, but this time he stayed in his car. He brought his beloved 1973 Yashica and took photographs of Daniel leaving the police station, photographs of Daniel's house and of the pizza-delivery guy, but he didn't know what he was documenting aside from Daniel's apparently unremarkable life.