Harry Bosch's life is on the edge. His earthquake-damaged home has been condemmed. His girlfriend has left him. He's drinking too much. And after attacking his CO, he's had to turn in his L.A.P.D. detective's badge. Now, suspended indefinately pending psyvhiatric evaluation, he's investigating a crime from 1961: the brutal slaying of a prostitute who happened to be his own mother. I purchased this book to read on an airplane and couldn't put it down and am now hooked on this author.
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