The joke? Toronto thinks it's the centre of some multicultural universe,
always bragging about how people come from every part of the world to
live there.The punch line?Some of them are coming to commit crimes.So
yeah, Sharon MacDonald's got a problem.And no, it's not being trapped in
her apartment, tethered to a court-ordered tracking device. It's not the
guy who just fell 25 stories and through the roof of a car. Not the cops
preventing her from getting to the grow rooms. It's not even the mystery
man who shows up with a life-saving plan that just might work.Sharon's
problem is Ray: he's too good-looking.Detective Gord Bergeron has
problems too. Maybe it's his new partner, Ojibwa native Detective
Armstrong. Or maybe it's the missing ten-year-old girl, or the
unidentified torso dumped in an alley behind a motel, or what looks like
corruption deep within the police force.Bergeron and Armstrong are two
of the cops poking around Sharon MacDonald's place. They want to know
whether the Arab-looking dead guy jumped, or if he was pushed. When it
turns out he's got no ID, no one knows him, and a couple of the 9/11
terrorists once lived in the building, they dig deeper, trying to make
connections all over the new Toronto, in the Asian massage parlours, the
street-dealer-led housing projects, and the mafia-run private clubs.Or
maybe they'll just stay close to Sharon. She knows what everybody knows.
The whole world might be coming here, but this is nowhere.
