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Michael Connelly
The PoetThe Poet
The Last CoyoteThe Last Coyote
The Concrete BlondeThe Concrete Blonde



Paperback - Orion
The Poet
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I've always thought the secret to dealing with death was to keep it at arm's length. But my rule didn't protect me …
Shocked by his brother's death, Jack McEvoy, crime reporter, investigates a surprising rise in police suicides. A disturbing pattern of coincidences suggests that a cop-killer is choosing his victims with terrible care. Coast-to-coast Jack follows a trail of unusual 'suicide notes'. He may be on to the story of a lifetime, but scarier still 'the Poet' knows that Jack is on his trail.

'His methods of killing and eluding detection are infernally ingenious, adding an intellectual charge to the visceral kick of the hunt' New York Times
'The real thing, and the best of its kind since Silence of the Lambs ... An unputdownable masterclass in thriller writing' Time Out
'The most chilling psychopath since Hannibal Lecter' Evening Standard


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Paperback - Phoenix
The Last Coyote
Suspended from the LAPD pending psychiatric treatment, his house condemned and his girlfriend long gone, Harry Bosch has time on his hands…
With nothing better to do, Harry opens the ancient file on his prostitute mother's murder and is irresistibly drawn into the shadowy past. Confronting his personal shame at his mother's profession, he discovers a trail leading to the high-ups in the Hollywood Hills - and finds that the flames of ancient passion don't die, they kindle fresh fires.

"Joins the top rank of a new generation of crime writers" Los Angeles Times


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Paperback - Orion
The Concrete Blonde
When Maverick LAPD detective Harry Bosch shot and killed Norman Church the police were convinced it marked the end of the hunt for the Dollmaker - the city's most bizarre serial killer.
But now Norman Church's widow is accusing Bosch of killing the wrong man - and to make things worse Bosch has just received a taunting note, apparently from the Dollmaker himself.
Is the Dollmaker still alive? Or is this the work of a vicious copy-cat killer, determined to repeat the Dollmaker's grisly feats and destroy Bosch's career in the process?

"A cracker... it fairly coruscates with all that goes to make a good crime thriller better" Irish Times
"Crackling authenticity... cunningly conceived... Connelly joins the top rank of a new generation of crime writers" LA Times Book Review


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