Ray Carney's last job. Whitehead closes the Harlem Trilogy in Reagan's New York — three stories, '81/'83/'86, skyscrapers rising over people sleeping in the tunnels beneath them. Two Pulitzers already banked and he spent the decade building a crime saga about a fence on 125th: the heist as archive, the archive as heist. PW calls it the greatest New York novel in years; for once the volume matches the work. Canon closing on its own terms.