A review by gmvader
The Narrows by Michael Connelly

4.0

At this point I feel like Michael Connelly never gets bad.

Harry Bosch is the kind of detective that is great to read about but would probably be terrible to work with. He’s confrontational, he’s obsessed, he’s reckless and he doesn’t toe the party line — pretty much ever. But he is all those things because he is also passionate. Each victim is like a personal letter to him pleading for justice. Harry can’t seem to let them go.

Even now, when he’s retired he has a job as a private investigator. The wife of an old friend from the FBI asks him to look into her husband’s recent death. She thinks he was killed. The police think he died of a heart attack.

Bosch investigates and finds the evidence he is looking for. His search crosses paths with FBI Special Agent Rachel Walling as she hunts down her old mentor turned serial killer.

The events of the book are fascinating and Harry heads down some wrong paths that lead him to the right place and vice versa. He is flawed. He jumps to conclusions and isn’t always right. Even evidence he thinks he has have other explanations.

The important thing is that he keeps moving. Harry often talks about momentum. If you let the case rest it loses momentum and then you never solve it. It’s a handy neurosis for a novel protagonist to have. It keeps the book moving along, never a moment for it to relax, to get lost.

The Poet, the serial killer than Walling and Bosch are hunting is every bit as intelligent and chilling as he was in the eponymous novel in which he debuted. This time he might even be better because this time Harry Bosch is the one in danger and probably in over his head.

However, being in over his head is what Bosch does best. He thinks best on his feet and when he knows he’s right, even if he doesn’t know why.

The Narrows is another one of the good ones. I am convinced at this point that all of Harry Connelly’s books are excellent. Definitely read this one.