When I sat down to write Synthetic Identity, one of the earliest decisions I made was also one of the most consequential: Danny Tyler would tell this story himself.
That might sound simple. Pick a point of view, start writing. But for a crime thriller built around a family-run fraud operation, first person was a gamble. It meant locking the reader inside the head of a man who does terrible things for a living. No distance. No safety net. No omniscient narrator to step in and remind you that...
