# Read the first page of The Yiddish Policemen's Union by Michael Chabon Read the opening of The Yiddish Policemen's Union by Michael Chabon free, no signup. A homicide detective works a murder in a Jewish refuge in Alaska. - Page: https://uncovered.ink/read/the-yiddish-policemens-union-michael-chabon - Genre: Literary fiction - Year: 2007 - ISBN: 9780062124586 - Read it blind (cover and title hidden): https://uncovered.ink/?b=9780062124586&s=read-page - Buy: https://bookshop.org/a/125786/9780062124586 - Borrow: https://search.worldcat.org/search?q=9780062124586 ## The opening Nine months Landsman's been flopping at the Hotel Zamenhof without any of his fellow residents managing to get themselves murdered. Now somebody has put a bullet in the brain of the occupant of 208, a yid who was calling himself Emanuel Lasker. β€œHe didn't answer the phone, he wouldn't open his door,” says Tenenboym the night manager when he comes to roust Landsman. Landsman lives in 505, with a view of the neon sign on the hotel across Max Nordau Street. That one is called the Blackpool, a word that figures in Landsman's nightmares. β€œI had to let myself into his room.” The night manager is a former U.S. Marine who kicked a heroin habit of his own back in the sixties, after coming home from the shambles of the Cuban war. He takes a motherly interest in the user population of the Zamenhof. He extends credit to them and sees that they are left alone when that is what they need. "Did you touch anything in the room?" Landsman says. Tenenboym says, "Only the cash and jewelry." Landsman puts on his trousers and shoes and hitches up his suspenders. Then he and Tenenboym turn to look at the doorknob, where a necktie hangs, red with a fat maroon stripe, already knotted to save time. Landsman has eight hours to go until his next shift. Eight rat hours, sucking at his bottle, in his glass tank lined with wood shavings. Landsman sighs and goes for the tie. He slides it over his head and pushes up the knot to his collar. He puts on his jacket, feels for the wallet and shield in the breast pocket, pats the sholem he wears in a holster under his arm, a chopped Smith & Wesson Model 39. ## Books with a similar feel - [The Refugees by Viet Thanh Nguyen](https://uncovered.ink/read/the-refugees-viet-thanh-nguyen.md) - [Where the Line Bleeds by Jesmyn Ward](https://uncovered.ink/read/where-the-line-bleeds-jesmyn-ward.md) - [Wounded by Percival Everett](https://uncovered.ink/read/wounded-percival-everett.md) - [The Autograph Man by Zadie Smith](https://uncovered.ink/read/the-autograph-man-zadie-smith.md) - [The Story Prize by Larry Dark](https://uncovered.ink/read/the-story-prize-larry-dark.md) - [F. Scott Fitzgerald by F. Scott Fitzgerald](https://uncovered.ink/read/f-scott-fitzgerald-f-scott-fitzgerald.md) --- Source: Uncovered (https://uncovered.ink). A short sample shown for reading and discovery. Rights holders can request removal at https://uncovered.ink/takedown.