John Connolly’s The Whisperers. Once again, a Charlie Parker triumph, delivering intelligent prose, well-paced action, engaging (and frightening) characters, and lines such as this:
“You think trouble follows me?”
“Jesus, Death himself probably sends you a fruit basket at Christmas, thanking you for the business”
And this:
“He’s crossing the border. The thought had struck me. And, with respect, I don’t think squirrels cross the border without you knowing it and taking ten percent of their nuts.”
Go, get, you’ll love.