
Credits
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Harry Synnott, an Irish detective whose unyielding moral rectitude has alienated most of his fellow cops, is up for a promotion to Europol, (thankfully) far away from the corrupt insularity of the Irish police system. There's a wee hitch, of course. His current cases a rape and a jewel heist have unknowingly caught him in a constricting crime machine that over the course of a week will wring his integrity from him like water from a damp rag. In The Midnight Choir, Gene Kerrigan builds that machine with a few too many disparate characters, but the lethal precision of his closing punches leave quite a lasting mark. A-
Posted Mar 21, 2007
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