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They call him the Dollmaker, a serial killer who stalks Los Angeles and leaves a grisly calling card on the faces of his female victims. When a suspect is shot by Detective Harry Bosch, everyone believes the city's nightmare is over. But then the dead man's widow sues Harry and the LAPD for killing the wrong man--an accusation that rings terrifyingly true when a new corpse is found with the Dollmaker's macabre signature. Now, for the second time, Harry must hunt down a ruthless death-dealer before he strikes ...
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Overview

They call him the Dollmaker, a serial killer who stalks Los Angeles and leaves a grisly calling card on the faces of his female victims. When a suspect is shot by Detective Harry Bosch, everyone believes the city's nightmare is over. But then the dead man's widow sues Harry and the LAPD for killing the wrong man--an accusation that rings terrifyingly true when a new corpse is found with the Dollmaker's macabre signature. Now, for the second time, Harry must hunt down a ruthless death-dealer before he strikes again. Careening through a blood-tracked quest, Harry will go from the hard edges of the L.A. night to the last place he ever wanted to go--the darkness of his own heart...

Edgar Award-winning Michael Connelly delivers a supercharged thriller. Four years ago, LAPD homicide detective Harry Bosch shot the notorious serial killer "The Dollmaker." Now Harry is accused of killing the wrong man--just as a new body turns up that has all the hallmarks of a Dollmaker slaying. To clear his name, Harry searches for a copycat killer.

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Editorial Reviews

Los Angeles Times Book Review
"Crackling authenticity"
San Diego Tribune
"Michael Connelly is a splendid storyteller...a gritty, gripping thriller."
From the Publisher
"Crackling authenticity"—Los Angeles Times Book Review

"Turbo-charged...a darkly gripping tale."—Kirkus Reviews

"Michael Connelly is a splendid storyteller...a gritty, gripping thriller."—San Diego Tribune

From the Publisher
"Crackling authenticity"—Los Angeles Times Book Review

"Turbo-charged...a darkly gripping tale."—Kirkus Reviews

"Michael Connelly is a splendid storyteller...a gritty, gripping thriller."—San Diego Tribune

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
In this fiendishly plotted combination of courtroom drama and police procedural, Connelly's LAPD detective Hieronymous ``Harry'' Bosch, introduced in the Edgar-winning The Black Echo , is up against the law as well as his superiors. The widow of Norman Church, a serial killer identified as the Dollmaker, whom Bosch shot to death four years earlier, is suing Bosch on the grounds that he violated her husband's civil rights. Strong but not conclusive evidence linked Church to the serial murders and the case was closed, although Bosch was demoted for not following proper procedures. Here, just before the trial targeting Bosch as a reckless cowboy who shot the wrong man gets underway, the body of perhaps another Dollmaker victim is unearthed from the concrete floor of a burnt-out pool hall. Is the real Dollmaker still alive, or is a copycat killer on the loose? Connelly deftly parcels out clues and possibilities while juggling subtle and detailed courtroom scenes with no-nonsense police investigations that turn up new evidence about the original case. A Pulitzer Prize-winning crime reporter for the Los Angeles Times , he adroitly laces the plot with twists and turns based on details drawn from Bosch's previous adventures. The results of this care show on every page, all to the reader's benefit. (June)
Library Journal
Homicide detective Harry Bosch is fighting for his professional reputation in civil court. He is charged with killing an allegedly innocent man known as "The Dollmaker." The Dollmaker, however, was a serial murderer who strangled his victims and made them up to look like dolls. Suddenly, a new murder comes to light, with all the trappings of the Dollmaker's style. Bosch has to clear his name and find the copycat killer before he strikes again. Slick plot twists, fast action, and fine suspense mark this excellent thriller and courtroom drama. Characterizations by reader Dick Hill are imaginative and authentic, and the recording benefits from subtle special effects that lend realism. This is a good, solid story that translates exceedingly well to audio. Strongly recommended for all mystery and suspense collections.-Susan B. Lamphier, Somerville P.L., Mass.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781455550630
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 10/15/2013
  • Series: Harry Bosch Series , #3
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 560
  • Sales rank: 37,175
  • Product dimensions: 4.10 (w) x 7.40 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author

Michael  Connelly
Michael Connelly is a former journalist and author of the bestselling series of Harry Bosch novels and the bestselling novels Chasing the Dime, The Poet, Blood Work, and Void Moon. Connelly has won numerous awards for his journalism and novels, including an Edgar Award. He lives in Florida.

Biography

Best known for his dark police procedurals featuring the tough, complex and emotionally scarred LAPD detective, Hieronymous "Harry" Bosch, Michael Connelly has been called "infernally ingenious" (The New York Times), "one of those masters...who can keep driving the story forward in runaway locomotive style" (USA Today) and "the top rank of a new generation of crime writers" (The Los Angeles Times).

Consistently exquisite prose and engrossing storylines play an integral role in his swelling success. However, Connelly believes that solid character development is the most important key. As he explained to MagnaCumMurder.com, "I think books with weak or translucent plots can survive if the character being drawn along the path is rich, interesting and multi-faceted. The opposite is not true."

A native of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Connelly attended the University of Florida; there he discovered the works of Raymond Chandler -- author of many classic Los Angeles-based noir dramas such as The Big Sleep, The Long Goodbye, and Farewell, My Lovely. The cases of Philip Marlowe inspired Connelly to be a crime novelist -- and by studying journalism, he put himself in the perfect position. "I went into journalism to learn the craft of writing and to get close to the world I wanted to write about -- police and criminals, the criminal justice system," he told MagnaCumMurder.com.

After graduation, Connelly worked the crime beat for two Florida newspapers. When a story he and a colleague wrote about the disastrous 1985 crash of Delta Flight 191 was short-listed for the Pulitzer, Connelly landed a gig in Marlowe's backyard, covering crime for one of the nation's largest newspapers -- The Los Angeles Times. Three years later, Harry Bosch was introduced in The Black Echo, which earned Connelly the Edgar Award for Best First Novel. Connelly has since won every major mystery honor, including the Anthony (The Poet, Blood Work) and the Macavity Award (Blood Work).

While Connelly has written stand-alone novels that don't feature his tragic protagonist Harry Bosch, he is best identified by his rigid, contentious and fiery -- but also immensely skilled and compassionate -- detective. According to The Boston Globe, the Bosch series "raises the hard-boiled detective novel to a new level...adding substance and depth to modern crime fiction."

Called "one of the most compelling, complex protagonists in recent crime fiction" (Newsweek) and "a terrific...wonderful, old-fashioned hero who isn't afraid to walk through the flames -- and suffer the pain for the rest of us" (The New York Times Book Review), Bosch faces unforgettable horrors every day -- either on the street or in his own mind. "Bosch is making up for wrongs done to him when he rights wrongs as a homicide detective," Connelly explained in an interview with his publisher. "In a way, he is an avenging angel."

Bosch is clearly a product of his deadly, unforgiving environment. "The philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche once wrote that when you look into the darkness of the abyss the abyss looks into you. Probably no other line or thought more inspires or informs my work," said Connelly in the same interview. With each passing novel, Bosch looks deeper and deeper into the abyss; and readers continue to return to see just how far he will gaze.

Good To Know

  • Michael Connelly received a huge career boost in 1994 when then President Bill Clinton was photographed walking out of a Washington bookstore with a copy of The Concrete Blonde under his arm. Connelly remarked to USA Today, "In the six years I've been writing books, that is the biggest thrill I've had."

  • Real events have always inspired Connelly's plots. His novel Blood Work was inspired by a friend who underwent transplant surgery and was coping with survivor's guilt, knowing someone had died in order for him to live. The book was later developed into a feature film starring Clint Eastwood, Angelica Huston, and Jeff Daniels.

  • One of Connelly's writing professors at the University of Florida was cult novelist Harry Crews.

  • Connelly named his most famous character after the 15th Century Dutch painter, Hieronymous Bosch. As he told Bookends UK in an interview, Bosch "created richly detailed landscapes of debauchery and violence and human defilement. There is a ‘world gone mad' feel to many of his works, including one called ‘Hell' -- of which a print hangs on the wall over the computer where I write." Some interesting outtakes from our interview with Connelly:

    "I wrote a mystery story as a class paper in high school. It was called The Perfect Murder. The protagonist's named was McEvoy, a name I later used for the protagonist in The Poet. Being a witness to a crime when I was 16 was what made me interested in crime novels and mystery stories."

    "I wrote my first real murder story as a journalist for the Daytona Beach News Journal in 1980. It was about a body found in the woods. Later, the murder was linked to a serial killer who was later caught and executed for his crimes."

    "Everything I want people to know about me is in my books."

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      1. Hometown:
        Sarasota, Florida
      1. Date of Birth:
        July 21, 1956
      2. Place of Birth:
        Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
      1. Education:
        B.A. in Journalism, University of Florida, 1980
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    The Concrete Blonde


    By Michael Connelly

    Grand Central Publishing

    Copyright © 2013 Michael Connelly
    All rights reserved.
    ISBN: 978-1-4555-5063-0



    CHAPTER 1

    There are no benches in the hallways of the U.S. District Courthouse in downtown Los Angeles. No place to sit. Anybody who slides down the wall to sit on the cold marble floor will get rousted by the first deputy marshal who walks by. And the marshals are always out in the halls, walking by.

    The lack of hospitality exists because the federal government does not want its courthouse to give even the appearance that justice may be slow, or nonexistent. It does not want people lining the halls on benches, or on the floor, waiting with weary eyes for the courtroom doors to open and their cases or the cases of their jailed loved ones to be called. There is enough of that going on across Spring Street in the County Criminal Courts building. Every day the benches in the hallways of every floor are clogged with those who wait. Mostly they are women and children, their husbands or fathers or lovers held in lockup. Mostly they are black or brown. Mostly the benches look like crowded life rafts—women and children first—with people pressed together and cast adrift, waiting, always waiting, to be found. Boat people, the courthouse smartasses call them.

    Harry Bosch thought about these differences as he smoked a cigarette and stood on the front steps of the federal courthouse. That was another thing. No smoking in the hallways inside. So he had to take the escalator down and come outside during the trial's breaks. Outside there was a sand-filled ash can behind the concrete base of the statue of the blindfolded woman holding up the scales of justice. Bosch looked up at the statue; he could never remember her name. The Lady of Justice. Something Greek, he thought but wasn't sure. He went back to the folded newspaper in his hands and reread the story.

    Lately, in the mornings, he would read only the Sports section, concentrating his full attention on the pages in the back where box scores and statistics were carefully charted and updated each day. He somehow found the columns of numbers and percentages comforting. They were clear and concise, an absolute order in a disordered world. Having knowledge of who had hit the most home runs for the Dodgers made him feel that he was still connected in some way to the city, and to his life.

    But today he had left the Sports section folded and tucked into his briefcase, which was under his chair in the courtroom. The Los Angeles Times's Metro section was in his hands now. He had carefully folded the section into quarters, the way he had seen drivers on the freeway do it so they could read while they drove, and the story on the trial was on the bottom corner of the section's front page. He once again read the story and once again felt his face grow hot as he read about himself.


    TRIAL ON POLICE "TOUPEE" SHOOTING TO BEGIN BY JOEL BREMMER, TIMES STAFF WRITER

    As an unusual civil rights trial gets under way today, a Los Angeles police detective stands accused of having used excessive force four years ago when he shot and killed a purported serial killer he believed was reaching for a gun. The alleged killer was actually reaching for his toupee.

    Los Angeles Police Detective Harry Bosch, 43, is being sued in U.S. District Court by the widow of Norman Church, an aerospace worker Bosch shot to death at the climax of the investigation into the so-called Dollmaker killings.

    For nearly a year before the shooting, police had sought a serial killer so named by the media because he used makeup to paint the faces of his 11 victims. The highly publicized manhunt was marked by the killer's sending of poems and notes to Bosch and the Times.

    After Church was killed, police announced they had unequivocal evidence proving that the mechanical engineer was the killer.

    Bosch was suspended and later transferred from the homicide special unit of the LAPD Robbery-Homicide Division to the Hollywood Division homicide squad. In making the demotion, police stressed that Bosch was disciplined for procedural errors, such as his failure to call for a backup to the Silverlake apartment where the fatal shooting took place.

    Police administrators maintained that the Church killing was a "good" shooting—department terminology meaning not improper.

    Since Church's death precluded a trial, much of the evidence gathered by police has never been provided publicly under oath. That will likely change with the federal trial. A week-long jury selection process is expected to be completed today with the opening statements of the attorneys to follow.

    Bosch had to refold the paper to continue reading the story on an inside page. He was momentarily distracted by seeing his own picture, which was on the inside page. It was an old photo and looked not unlike a mug shot. It was the same one that was on his department ID card. Bosch was more annoyed by the photo than the story. It was an invasion of his privacy to put his picture out like that. He tried to concentrate on the story.

    Bosch is being defended by the City Attorney's Office because he was acting in the line of duty when the shooting occurred. If any judgment is won by the plaintiff, the city taxpayers, not Bosch, will pay.

    Church's wife, Deborah, is being represented by civil rights attorney Honey Chandler, who specializes in police abuse cases. In an interview last week, Chandler said she will seek to prove to the jury that Bosch acted in such a reckless manner that a fatal shooting of Church was inevitable.

    "Detective Bosch was cowboying and a man ended up dead," Chandler said. "I don't know if he was merely reckless or if there is something more sinister here, but we will find out in the trial."

    That was the line that Bosch had read and reread at least six times since getting the paper during the first break. Sinister. What did she mean by that? He had tried not to let it bother him, knowing that Chandler would not be above using a newspaper interview for a psych-ops outing but, still, it felt like a warning shot. It let him know more was to come.

    Chandler said she also plans to question the police evidence that Church was the Dollmaker. She said Church, the father of two daughters, was not the serial killer police sought and that they labeled him as such to cover up Bosch's misdeed.

    "Detective Bosch killed an innocent man in cold blood," Chandler said. "What we are doing with this civil rights suit is what the police department and the district attorney's office refused to do: bring forward the truth and provide justice for Norman Church's family."

    Bosch and Asst. City Atty. Rodney Belk, who is defending him, declined comment for this story. Along with Bosch, those expected to testify in the one-to two- week case include—

    "Spare change, pal?"

    Bosch looked up from the paper into the grimy but familiar face of the homeless man who had staked out the front of the courthouse as his turf. Bosch had seen him out here every day during the week of jury selection, making his change-and- cigarette rounds. The man wore a threadbare tweed jacket over two sweaters and corduroy pants. He carried a plastic bag of belongings and a Big Gulp cup to shake in front of people when he asked for change. He also always carried with him a yellow legal pad with scribbling all over it.

    Bosch instinctively patted his pockets and shrugged. He had no change.

    "I'd take a dollar, you know."

    "Don't have a spare dollar."

    The homeless man dismissed him and looked into the ash can. Yellowed cigarette butts grew from the sand like a crop of cancer. He put his yellow pad under his arm and began to pick through the offerings, taking those that still had a quarter inch or more of tobacco to smoke. Every now and then he would find a nearly whole cigarette and make a clicking sound with his mouth to show his approval. He put the harvest from the ash can in the Big Gulp cup.

    Happy with his findings, the man stepped back from the ash can and looked up at the statue. He looked back at Bosch and winked, then began to rock his hips in a lewd mimicry of a sexual act.

    "How 'bout my girl here?" he said.

    The man then kissed his hand and reached up and patted the statue.

    Before Bosch could think of something to say, the pager on his belt began to chirp. The homeless man stepped back another two steps and raised his free hand as if to ward off some unknown evil. Bosch saw the look of deranged panic spread on his face. It was the look of a man whose brain synapses were spread too far apart, the connections dulled. The man turned and scurried away, out toward Spring Street, with his cup of used cigarettes.

    Bosch watched him until he was gone and then pulled the pager off his belt. He recognized the number on the display. It was Lieutenant Harvey "Ninety-eight" Pounds's direct line at the Hollywood station. He put what was left of his cigarette into the sand and went back into the courthouse. There was a bank of pay phones at the top of the escalator, near the second-floor courtrooms.

    "Harry, what's happening there?" Pounds asked.

    "The usual. Just waiting around. We got a jury, so now the lawyers are in with the judge, talking about openers. Belk said I didn't have to sit in on that, so I'm just hanging around."

    He looked at his watch. It was ten to twelve.

    "They'll be breaking for lunch soon," he added.

    "Good. I need you."

    Bosch didn't reply. Pounds had promised he would be off the case rotation until the trial was over. A week more, maybe two, at the most. It was a promise Pounds had no choice but to make. He knew that Bosch couldn't handle catching a homicide investigation while in federal court four days a week.

    "What's going on? I thought I was off the list."

    "You are. But we may have a problem. It concerns you."

    Bosch hesitated again. Dealing with Pounds was like that. Harry would trust a street snitch before he'd trust Pounds. There was always the spoken motive and the hidden motive. It seemed that this time the lieutenant was doing one of his routine dances. Speaking in elliptical phrases, trying to get Bosch to bite on the hook.

    "A problem?" Bosch finally asked. A good noncommittal reply.

    "Well, I take it you saw the paper today—the Times story about your case?"

    "Yeah, I was just reading it."

    "Well, we got another note."

    "A note? What are you talking about?"

    "I'm talking about somebody dropping a note at the front desk. Addressed to you. And damn if it doesn't sound like those notes you got from the Dollmaker back when all of that was going on."

    Bosch could tell Pounds was enjoying this, the stretching it out.

    "If it was addressed to me, how do you know about it?"

    "It wasn't mailed. No envelope. It was just one page, folded over. Had your name on the fold. Somebody left it at the front desk. Somebody there read it, you can figure it from there."

    "What does it say?"

    "Well, you're not going to like this, Harry, the timing is god-awful, but the note says, it says basically that you got the wrong guy. That the Dollmaker is still out there. The writer says he's the real Dollmaker and that the body count continues. Says you killed the wrong guy."

    "It's bullshit. The Dollmaker's letters were carried in the paper, in Bremmer's book on the case. Anybody could pick up the style and write a note. You—"

    "You take me for a moron, Bosch? I know anybody could've written this. But so did the writer know that. So to prove his point he included a little treasure map, I'd guess you'd call it. Directions to another victim's body."

    A long silence filled the line while Bosch thought and Pounds waited.

    "And so?" Bosch finally said.

    "And so I sent Edgar out to the location this morning. You remember Bing's, on Western?"

    "Bing's? Yeah, south of the Boulevard. Bing's. A pool hall. Didn't that place go down in the riots last year?"

    "Right," Pounds said. "Complete burnout. They looted and torched the place. Just the slab and three walls left standing. There's a city demolition order against it but the owner hasn't acted yet. Anyway, that's the spot, according to this note we got. Note says she was buried under the floor slab. Edgar went out there with a city crew, jackhammers, the works...."

    Pounds was dragging it out. What a petty asshole, Bosch thought. This time he would wait longer. And when the silence grew nervously long, Pounds finally spoke.

    "He found a body. Just like the note said he would. Beneath the concrete. He found a body. That's—"

    "How old is it?"

    "Don't know yet. But it's old. That's why I'm calling. I need you to go out there during the lunch break and see what you can make of this. You know, is it legit as a Dollmaker victim or is some other wacko jerking us off? You're the expert. You could go out there when the judge breaks for lunch. I'll meet you there. And you'll be back in time for openers."

    Bosch felt numb. He already needed another cigarette. He tried to place all of what Pounds had just said into some semblance of order. The Dollmaker—Norman Church—had been dead four years now. There had been no mistake. Bosch knew that night. He still knew it in his guts today. Church was the Dollmaker.

    "So this note just appeared at the desk?"

    "Desk sergeant found it on the front counter about four hours ago. Nobody saw anybody leave it. You know, a lot of people come through the front in the mornings. Plus we had change of shift. I had Meehan go up and talk to the desk uniforms. Nobody remembers jack shit about it until they found it."

    "Shit. Read it to me."

    "Can't. SID has it. Doubt there will be any lifts, but we have to go through the motions. I'll get a copy and have it with me at the scene, okay?"

    Bosch didn't answer.

    "I know what you're thinking," Pounds said. "But let's hold our horses till we see what is out there. No reason to worry yet. Might be some stunt cooked up by that lawyer, Chandler. Wouldn't put it past her. She's the type, she'd do anything to nail another LAPD scalp to the wall. Likes seeing her name in the paper."

    "What about the media? They heard about this yet?"

    "We've gotten a few calls about a body being found. They must've gotten it off the coroner's dispatch freek. We've been staying off the air. Anyway, nobody knows about the note or the Dollmaker tie-in. They just know there's a body. The idea of it being found under the floor of one of the riot burnouts is sexy, I guess.

    "Anyway, we have to keep the Dollmaker part under our hat for the time being. Unless, of course, whoever wrote it also sent copies out to the media. If he did that, we'll hear about it by the end of the day."

    "How could he bury her under the slab of a pool hall?"

    "The whole building wasn't a pool hall. There were storage rooms in the back. Before it was Bing's it was a studio prop house. After Bing's took the front, they rented out sections in the back for storage. This is all from Edgar, he got the owner out there. The killer must've had one of the rooms, broke through the existing slab and put this girl's body in there. Anyway, it all got burned down in the riots. But the fire didn't hurt the slab. This poor girl's body has been down in there through all of that. Edgar said it looks like a mummy or something."

    Bosch saw the door to courtroom 4 open and members of the Church family came out followed by their lawyer. They were breaking for lunch. Deborah Church and her two teenaged daughters did not look at him. But Honey Chandler, known by most cops and others in the federal courts building as Money Chandler, stared at him with killer eyes as she passed. They were as dark as burnt mahogany and set against a tanned face with a strong jawline. She was an attractive woman with smooth gold hair. Her figure was hidden in the stiff lines of her blue suit. Bosch could feel the animosity from the group wash over him like a wave.

    "Bosch, you still there?" Pounds asked.

    "Yeah. It looks like we just broke for lunch."

    "Good. Then head over there and I'll meet you. I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but I hope it's just another wacko. For your sake, it might be best."

    "Right."

    As Bosch was hanging up he heard Pounds's voice and brought the phone back to his ear.

    "One more thing. If the media shows up out there, leave them to me. However this turns out, you shouldn't be formally involved in this new case because of the litigation stemming from the old. We are just having you out there as an expert witness, so to speak."

    "Right."

    "See you there."


    (Continues...)

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    • Posted January 8, 2011

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      The Concrete Blonde

      Before I read this book (I decided to read all of Connelly's books in order, which I would advice to do to anyone who is interested in reading Connelly, which you should), I stopped halfway through two books that were by no means bad books, but I just wasn't in the mood to read them. However, I think Connelly's writing hooks you in so it doesn't matter what mood your in, his plot and his amazing character Harry Bosch, one of the greatest detectives in modern crime literature, maybe in the history of the genre, will lure you in. I never like to reveal plot, because you could just read that in the synopsis. I would definitely recommend this book and all of Michael Connelly's books, in the order of publication. I would also like to recommend my other favorite crime novelists, George Pelecanos, Dennis Lehane, and Richard Price. Also watch The Wire, the greatest television show ever made, the three writers I just mentioned write for the show and I always felt that Connelly should have as well.

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    • Posted May 8, 2011

      A wonderful read

      The first two in the series were good books and moved along fairly well but the third in the series was a 'can't put it down no sleep book' Read this in a weekend. This is turning out to be as good a series as Sandford's Prey novels.

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    • Posted January 10, 2011

      WOW!!!

      Great read always some twist to the plot at the end, always leaving you on the edge wanting to read more and more. Connelly at his finest. Great book.

      8 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted December 19, 2011

      Another winner

      After reading several Harry Bosch books out of order I am going back and starting from the beginning. Tweists and turns abound I could not put this down! Loved it.

      6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted September 3, 2011

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      Very Highly Recommended

      Michael Connelly is one of the (if not the) smoothest writers I have ever read. His stories are so captivating, fast-paced and believable they are like "mind movies." No wonder people had to stand on line for 5 hours in the Hamptons recently to get his autograph! I cannot give him enough praise. And Harry Bosch is just SO WAY COOL. MC's books are great for anyone who wants a good time on a rollercoaster of emotions. I can't wait to get to my next book. If you have not checked out Michael Connelly's books yet, don't deprive yourself of a great experience any longer. Start with "The Black Echo" which is the beginning of the Harry Bosch story. Enjoy!

      I gave a 1 star rating because I object to publishers' high prices for ebooks.

      6 out of 17 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted December 26, 2000

      The Concrete Blond

      Harry Bosch has grown on me. I was obsessed with Robert Crais's Elvis Cole but Harry Bosch has stolen me away. He lives on the edge and fears nothing. And he is clever. This book keeps you guessing and delivers in the end. I can't wait for his newest.

      4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted February 7, 2012

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      Vintage Harry Bosch with great thrills and twists!

      This one kept me guessing until the very end. On one occasion I really thought I had figured it out. In my own defense, I think Connelly steered us in that direction and when the characters in the book announced my belief I thought YES! I was right.. and then No! I wasn't. This book has an incredible twist ending.

      This book was also equal parts legal thriller as police procedural. This book takes place while Harry and the LAPD are on trial for the supposed wrongful death of an innocent man. The man’s widow says that her husband was not the Dollmaker, as Harry and the LAPD had determined.

      The Dollmaker trial is a nice bit of continuity since we heard about the Dollmaker killing in at least one of the previous two books.

      Harry and the LAPD are convinced they have the right man until another letter from the Dollmaker and a new body surfaces with all of the murderer’s characteristics. Has a serial killer been allowed to roam free while an innocent man took the blame? Did Harry kill the wrong man? All will be revealed.

      3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted November 19, 2012

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      My favorite Harry Bosch so far.

      Harry Bosch is back and doesn't disappoint. The grit and reality that Connelly is famous for. I can't wait to read number four.

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted June 15, 2012

      Great who done it!

      Great who done it!

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted March 12, 2012

      DIRTY BOSCH

      Detective Bosch is as real a fictional character I can imagine. He is an intelligent force. And he brings it to bear solving The Concrete Blonde. The book is a steady read that you love. I won't tell you more. I hate people telling me about a book I am about to read. Get a copy and enjoy.

      2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted November 8, 2011

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    • Posted April 21, 2010

      Excellent Read

      Talk about muti tasking! here we have Harry Bosch answering for events that occured 4 years ealier... at the same time there is another series of murders happening.... between court finding the "follower" and tryin to make is girlfriend happy u would think harry has his hands full but not so! he pulls it off with the style that makes harry how he is. lol
      dont want to give away too much but you have a lawyer you want to hate a great parnter who betrays harry and nosey reporter and a new found friendship with the assistant chief irving.

      2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted June 5, 2013

      Very enjoyable read.

      Well written and entertaining.

      1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted April 24, 2013

      I am currently reading all of Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch ser

      I am currently reading all of Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch series in order, and I LOVE them. I am a big mystery/detective story fan, and I have tried so many different series from different authors, but I finally found the one for me! What can I say? I often find myself not really liking the main characters in novels, but I truly like Harry; he is a good guy - not perfect, but he works hard, isn't a womanizer, and isn't overly macho. All of the stories are well-written, realistic, contain surprises and twists, and keep me hooked until the very end. My favorites have been The Black Echo (#1), The Concrete Blonde (#3), Trunk Music (#5), City of Bones (#8), The Narrows (#10), although again - I enjoyed all of them. If you like detective mystery novels, you won't be disappointed with Michael Connelly and Harry Bosch.

      1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    • Posted April 30, 2012

      Great book-Check it out!

      Very easy read. I had read this series a little out of order (didnt know it was a series at first) so this is the 4th in the series that I have read thus far. And this is my favorite to date. Would suggest the series to everyone and defiantly this one in particular.

      1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted January 15, 2012

      AWESOME

      I love this series

      1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 21, 2014

      OTHER GODS' AND GODDESSES' CABIN

      Leader- Benny Williams.

      0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 21, 2014

      Benny

      I call a top bunk!

      0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 7, 2014

      Hush

      Let me send you the texts? Maybe if you recieved those from the person you like, you'd cry too. I was a slut. I'm not now. Haven't had sex in the past couple of weeks. I have lots of problems, but l don't see anybody but myself solving them. At least l can tell a guy to his face that l don't want him, but want another person.

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    • Anonymous

      Posted September 1, 2014

      Remove f words would shorten the f ing story

      Cheapens any story as did use of slang nothing dates a book more than trying to make it fit the era remember dialect

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