TK introduced me to Connolly’s Charlie Parker series way back during the first Cannonball, and I really dug them. Connolly is incredibly deft at writing a procedural thriller with just the slightest dark little horror sheen on it. It’s like Stephen King’s Homicide: Life On Maine’s Streets. It’s bad men being stopped by a damaged man, and there’s this sort of eyes-glowing-in-the-shadows watching and maybe waiting. He doesn’t hunt werewolves, he hunts men haunted by the thought that they might be werewolves, but the haunting is by a force that really doesn’t get explained but might be worse than any full moon. I think the only other author who may do it better is Tana French.
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