Millennial Jack DuMot has learned to maintain control the random events of his life by hiding within the walls of a brick bungalow in a quiet South Minneapolis neighborhood; staring out the window at a future of doubt, disappointment and failure.
His calculated, measured world is thrown into turmoil when he steps through the doors of a small curling club on the edge of a frozen Minnesota farming town. There he discovers that ending a deadly string of seemingly random events will mean digging through the deep roots of dark family secrets.
With attractive and engaging former co-worker Tina Buchholz at his side and unnamed danger in the rearview mirror, Jack enters the world of Midwestern curling clubs and championship matches played at the highest level of the sport - in search of something he never knew he lost.
In Twelve-Foot Circle, you have a finely layered mystery, so I hesitate to include much detail in this review out of fear of spoiling the plot. What I will say is the author has brought forth the beauty and mundanity of Minnesota in the winter with the ambiance and feel of a Fargo-like caper. From the half frozen mailboxes to the barren country landscapes to the slick curling rinks, Twelve-Foot Circle brings its characters to life with incredible detail. The mystery that moves the plot forward is enjoyable to solve, then second guess, then solve again along with Jack.