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51. The Brass Verdict — Michael Connelly
52. The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo — Stieg Larsson
53. The Reversal — Michael Connelly
54. When You Were Mine — Elizabeth Noble
55. The Scarecrow — Michael Connelly
To commemorate the start of a new month, hopefully one filled with more reading than July was, I polished off another birthday-present book from my dad: The Scarecrow by Michael Connelly.
After getting pink-slipped, former L.A. Times reporter Jack McEvoy has about two weeks to write his final “fuck you” story, the definitive murder story of his career, to show the paper what they’re missing. He zeroes in on Alonzo Winslow, a drug-dealing minor who recently confessed to the abduction, rape, and murder of a stripper — or so the police say. What he finds leads him to a string of identical crimes that may be larger, even, than The Poet.
(The Poet is a reference to an earlier Jack McEvoy book — I stumbled into a series mid-way through, again. Obviously I’m going to have to read that one, too!)
I’d just like to start off by mentioning that I absolutely love when authors connect characters from other novels; I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Even though The Scarecrow brought a new cast of characters for me, I already knew two of them — Jack was featured as a nosy reporter bothering Mick Haller in The Brass Verdict, and Rachel Waller was a former flame of Harry Bosch in the same novel. When there was a mention of Jack’s story on “The Lincoln Lawyer,” I was as happy as a kid on Christmas!
Anyway, aside from all that, the book was great. I loved the focus on journalism (well, of course I would), and getting to read from the perspective of a character I’d only seen marginally. My initial read on him from The Brass Verdict — an irritating, relentless jerk — changed pretty quickly; I really loved that he could be an uncompromising hard-ass, and then two or three pages later an utter romantic. It was an interesting juxtaposition (one that Connelly has made with Mick Haller and Harry Bosch, as well).
Unfortunately for me, the writing was sometimes over my head, but that had to do more with the scope of the subject than a failure on the part of the author; a lot of it involved internet-related “security,” which I didn’t fully understand. I can comprehend hacking, sure, and trolling, but try to explain the concept of a business that creates and hosts independent servers for companies and I’m beyond boggled.
At any rate, another really good read. It’s definitely worth looking at!
Next book: currently unsure. I’ve got a lot to choose from!