Tired Mr. Connelly who knows more than a rehash of which serve the commercial sense begins to get irritated. From the first pages, we fall back into the already read. But above MENTION VERY CLEAR AND IN WORDS A BOOK BACK TO BUY DO IF YOU DO NOT HAVE THE LU (Echo Park, page 3 or 4). Whereas before it was the translator (and the course editor) which referred us nicely buy as opus that we would perhaps not read, there is clear and appalling. We not escape the eternal squabble services, eg returning and fell into caricature (it is the FBI and she knows everything and has become a real head slaps). Not to mention opportunism to speak of course Islamists. Poor mayonnaise for sale. We regret the old Harry Bosch.
After the discovery of the Icelandic Indridason, I told you that Connelly found his master!
