


He is incorruptible, unfailingly respectful to his elders and hardworking in a way that's astonishing to his American – born friends. Despite those unfortunate murders, he's the farthest thing from a psychopath. But it's a testament to Souljah's talent as a writer that we like and admire Midnight, even if we don't share or understand his values. He's also, by the way, an efficient and cold – blooded killer. When he falls in love with Akemi, a brilliant Japanese artist who speaks not a word of English, he and his family feel that the only honorable thing for him to do is marry her. His religion forbids drinking, drugs and premarital sex, though these vices seem part of the air he breathes. He works in New York's Chinatown to help support them, and studies martial arts under a Pat Morita – esque sensei to protect them. A devout Sudanese Muslim, his devotion to his beautiful and talented mother and adorable little sister is absolute.

Midnight, the eponymous protagonist of Sister Souljah's fascinating, long-awaited novel – no doubt the first of at least two parts, as it begins in mystery and ends in a cliffhanger – is a seriously put-upon young man.
