![]() ![]() At one point, there's a nice little aside when he notes the casual joking racism from an officer he's just met. Grant has dark skin, and is painfully obvious out in the posh suburbs. What I really love about Aaronovich-srsly, now-is that he brings a much looked for but seldom found level of social commentary to his urban fantasy. I thought so, but then I'm the sort to read the corporate bulletins, marveling at the abuse of language. If I'd been about four ranks higher up the heirarchy I'd have regarded it as an opportunity to realise additional intelligence assets through enhanced stakeholder engagement. Hugh's 'grapevine' might be a useful source of information. "I made a mental note to wheedle the list of old codgers out of Nightengale and get it properly sorted into a database. 'No,' I said with the absolute certainty of a man who'd taken a moment to look up the relevant legislation before leaving home." "'I'm fairly certain you're violating our human rights here,' she said. The murder rate would be much lower, for one thing." "I sighed-policing would be so much easier if people didn't have concerned relatives. ![]() A good story, a generous sprinkling of dark police humor, decent police procedural all combine for a read that fully occupied my Sunday afternoon. Once again, Aaronovitch writes an engrossing, unpredictable urban fantasy. ![]() I haven't yet been able to review a Peter Grant book immediately after finishing. ![]()
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