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Final Justice (Badge of Honor Series #8)

Final Justice (Badge of Honor Series #8)

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by W. E. B. Griffin

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Just as with his remarkable military novels, millions of readers have been captured by the rich characters and vivid realism of W. E. B. Griffin’s police dramas. “Griffin has the knack,” writes The Philadelphia Inquirer. He “sets his novel before you in short, fierce, stop-for-nothing scenes. Before you know it, you’ve gobbled


Just as with his remarkable military novels, millions of readers have been captured by the rich characters and vivid realism of W. E. B. Griffin’s police dramas. “Griffin has the knack,” writes The Philadelphia Inquirer. He “sets his novel before you in short, fierce, stop-for-nothing scenes. Before you know it, you’ve gobbled it up.”

     Now, in Final Justice, Detective Matt Payne of the Philadelphia police department—newly promoted to sergeant and assigned to Homicide—finds himself in the middle of three major assignments. The first case, a fatal shooting at a fast-food restaurant, seems simple, but rapidly becomes complicated. The second, a rape that tumbled into murder, begins complicated and only gets more so, as it becomes apparent that the crime may be part of a disturbing, and escalating, pattern. The third is the most bizarre, as Payne becomes involved with a local figure who long ago fled the country, leaving behind the mummified body of his girlfriend in a trunk. Ever since, the murderer has been sending taunting postcards from his safe haven—but all that may be about to change.
     Weaving in and around this already hectic schedule are the visit to Philadelphia of the self-absorbed star of a series of improbable police movies, who wants Payne to show him “the real stuff,” and the appearance in Payne’s life of two very different women. Either one of them alone would be enough to set his head spinning, but together . . . this might be the most complicating thing of all.   
      Filled with color and detail and plots as real as the headlines, this is a riveting novel of the men and women who put their lives on the line, from the cop on the beat to the commissioner himself. It’s a story of fears, dangers, courage, loyalty, and genuine heroism: storytelling at its best.

Editorial Reviews

In this compelling police novel, sleuth Matt Payne tracks down culprits in three homicide assignments, each seemingly more complicated and confusing than the last. A great read that proves again that a master of craft can maneuver in any genre.
Publishers Weekly
If God is truly in the details, then Griffin must be the pope of police procedurals. Want to know what paragraph of the Pennsylvania Criminal Code you violate if you use a flashing blue light attached to your car to get through traffic? Or what the chances are of a patrolman or detective passing the Philadelphia Police Department's exam for promotion to sergeant? Or what happens to the badge worn on the chest of an officer killed in action, after the funeral? All of this-and much, much more-is revealed in the eighth data-heavy entry in Griffin's Badge of Honor series (The Murderers, The Investigators, etc.). What's even more amazing is that all these factoids don't slow down the story's considerable momentum for a minute. Nor do they keep Griffin's gritty cops from convincing us of their individuality. Matt Payne, a detective with the Philadelphia police force, has just been promoted and transferred to Homicide. The cases he gets during his first few days at the post are a rich mix of mayhem entangling all strata of Philadelphia society: an apparently simple shooting in a fast food outlet that turns out to be almost unsolvable; a savage rape and murder with some serious anti-cop political overtones; an extradition case involving a fugitive murderer from France; and, for comic relief, the supervision of a visiting movie star who wants to make his police pictures more authentic. What holds it all together is Griffin's infectious respect for and fascination with police work. Copyright 2003 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
Final Justice is the story of murders at three different locations in Philadelphia, their investigations, and the ultimate apprehension of the perpetrators. No dry detective novel here, for Griffin populates his Philly P.D. with some rather colorful and down-to-earth characters. These two productions present a nice contrast. The abridged version, read by Philip Bosco, is exciting enough, but the unabridged program, narrated by Patrick G. Lawlor, has all the nice details and fills in all the gaps. Lawlor's narration is clean and enthusiastic, with both dialog and narrative very expressive. Bosco has a very distinctive, mellow voice; his reading is more than a bit understated and dispassionate, making this solid tale a delightful experience. Public libraries should at least consider the abridgment.-Michael T. Fein, Central Virginia Community Coll., Lynchburg Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
The eighth in the 'Badge of Honor' series about the Philadelphia police department (The Investigators, 1998, etc.) continues to follow the amazing career of Special Operations detective Matt Payne. Now promoted to sergeant and assigned to Homicide, Matt is a little dazed by his new rank and station. He's a recent University of Pennsylvania grad and the top-scoring entrant in the biannual department exams, but he hasn't spent enough time in uniform on a beat to be as savvy as the department thinks he should be. Matt has bereavement problems as well: he's still throwing up and going into cold sweats six months after the shooting death of his beloved Susan Reynolds. Meanwhile, he's mired in departmental politics and stuck with an assignment to a Dignitaries Protection event meant to keep the public at a distance from visiting film star Stanley Colt. (Stanley, who while playing detectives has been known to fire 47 rounds from his seven-round .45 without reloading, wants to know how real cops work.) Plus, Matt's got three big cases going down at once, The first turns on a shooting in a Roy Rogers diner during which two black perps killed a waitress and a lone cop who had not waited for backup before entering the diner. The second is a serial rape and murder whose implications are far from simple. The third involves Fort Festung, who 20 years ago murdered his girlfriend and left her body mummified in a trunk, then took off for France (no extradition); from his Paris jail cell he sends snide postcards to the Philadelphia PD. Matt is dizzily attracted to Terry Davis, who handles the Colt visit for Global Artists Management, but soon finds himself bedding Detective Olivia Lassiter. After readingthis hugely fact-crammed procedural, you too can pass the Philadelphia police exam. Speed-dial plotting, lively entertainment.

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It was Sunday night, and at quarter after eleven the Roy Rogers restaurant at South Broad and Snyder Streets in South Philadelphia was just about full.

Amal al Zaid, who was five feet seven inches tall and weighed 145 pounds, and who had spent sixteen of his twenty-one years as Dwayne Alexander Finston before converting to Islam, was mopping a spill from the floor just outside the kitchen door when he glanced at the clock mounted high on the wall near the front entrance to the restaurant.

The first thing he thought was that he had forty-five minutes to go on his shift, and then he would be free to ride his bicycle home to the apartment he shared with his mother, two brothers, and a sister in the Tasker Homes Project a few blocks away, grab a quick shower, and then go by the mosque to see what was happening.

The second thing he thought was, Those two is bad news.

Amal al Zaid had seen two young men enter the restaurant. Both were in their early twenties. One was of average height and build, and the other short and overweight. Both of them stopped, one at a time, just inside the door, and looked around the restaurant, and then at each other, and then nodded.

The average-looking one slid into a banquette near the door. The sort-of-fat one, who had something wrapped in a newspaper sticking out of his jacket pocket, walked all the way through the restaurant toward where Amal al Zaid was mopping the floor by the kitchen door. Amal al Zaid then pushed the right door to the kitchen open, and held it open while he pushed his mop bucket on wheels through it.

After a moment, Amal al Zaid peered carefully through the small window in the kitchen door. He saw that the short fat guy had taken a seat in the last banquette on the left, with his back to the kitchen wall. And he saw the short fat guy pull whatever he had wrapped in newspaper from his pocket, and lay it on the banquette seat. And then Amal al Zaid saw what it was: a short-barreled revolver.

"Holy shit," Zaid said, barely audibly, and turned and looked around the kitchen.

The kitchen supervisor, Maria Manuela Fernandez, a thirty-five-year-old in immaculate kitchen whites, who carried 144 pounds on her five-foot-three frame, was a few steps away, examining the latest serving trays to come out of the dishwasher.

Zaid went to her, touched her arm, and when she turned to him, said, "Manuela, I think we're getting stuck up."

Mrs. Fernandez's eyebrows rose.

"There's a fat guy with a gun in the last booth," Zaid said, pointing at the wall, "and there's another guy-they came in together-in the first booth on the right by the front door."

Mrs. Fernandez walked quickly and looked through the window in the door, then went to a wall-mounted telephone near the door and dialed 911.

Mrs. Fernandez's call was answered on the second ring by Miss Eloise T. Regis in the radio room of the Philadelphia police department, on the second floor of the Police Administration Building at Eighth and Race Streets in downtown Philadelphia.

The Police Administration Building is universally known in Philadelphia as "The Roundhouse," because the building has virtually no straight walls-exterior or interior-or corridors. Even the interiors of the elevators are curved.

Within the radio room are rows of civilian employees who, under the supervision of a few sworn police officers, sit at telephone and radio consoles receiving calls from the public and from police vehicles on the job, and relaying official orders to police vehicles.

There are twenty-two police districts in Philadelphia, and six divisions of detectives. There is also the Special Operations Division, which includes the Highway Patrol-despite its name, far more of an elite force than one concerned with highway traffic-and the Special Investigations Unit.

The Traffic and Accident Divisions actually have the primary responsibility for the public's safety on the highways and streets of Philadelphia. Their tools include a fleet of radio-equipped tow trucks and other special vehicles. The Juvenile Division is charged with dealing with crimes committed against-or by-juveniles.

Additionally, there are special-purpose units, such as the K-9 Unit, the Marine Unit, the Airport Unit, and the Vice, Narcotics, Organized Crime, and Dignitary Protection Units-and others.

Each district, division, and special unit has its own complement of radio-equipped police vehicles of all sorts.

And on top of this, of course, is the communications network necessary to maintain round-the-clock instantaneous contact with the vehicles of the senior command hierarchy of the police department, the commissioner and his staff, the deputy commissioners and their staffs, the chief inspectors and their staffs, and a plethora of other senior police officers.

With hundreds of police and support vehicles on the job at any one time, it was necessary to develop, both by careful planning and by trial and error, a system permitting instant contact with the right vehicle at the right time.

The police commissioner-or the commanding officer of the Marine Unit-is not really interested in learning instantly about every automobile accident in Philadelphia, nor is a request from the Airport Police for a paddy wagon to haul off three drunks from their bailiwick of much interest to a detective investigating a burglary in Chestnut Hill.

Philadelphia is broken down, for police department purposes, into eight geographical divisions and the Park Division. Each division is headed by an inspector, and contains from two to four districts, each commanded by a captain. Generally, each division has its own radio frequency, but in some divisions, really busy districts-the Twenty-fifth District in the East Division, for example-have their own separate frequencies. Detectives' cars and those assigned to other investigative units (Narcotics, Intelligence, Organized Crime, et cetera) have radios operating on the "H-Band." All police car radios can be switched to an all-purpose emergency and utility frequency called the "J-Band." Special Operations Division has its own, the "S-Band."

For example, a police officer in the Sixteenth District would routinely have his radio switch set to F-1, which would permit him to communicate with his (The West) division. Switching to F-2 would put him on the universal J-Band. A car assigned to South Philadelphia with his switch set to F-1 would be in contact with the South Division. A detective operating anywhere with his switch set to F-1 would be on the Detective's H-Band, but he too, by switching to F-2, would be on the J-Band.

Senior police officers have more sophisticated radios, and are able to communicate with other senior police brass, the detective frequency, or on the frequency of some other service in which they have a personal interest. Ordinary police cars are required to communicate through the dispatcher, and forbidden to talk car-to-car. Car-to-car communication is authorized on the J-, H-, and S-Bands.

"Communications discipline" is strictly enforced. Otherwise, there would be communications chaos.

There is provision, however, for a radio room dispatcher-simply by throwing the appropriate switch-to send a radio message simultaneously to every radio-equipped police vehicle, from a police boat making its way against the current of the Delaware River through the hundreds of police cars on patrol to the commissioner's and mayor's cars.

This most often happens when an operator takes a call in which the calling party says, "Officer needs assistance. Shots fired."

Not every call to 911 requesting police assistance is legitimate. Philadelphia has its fair share of lunatics-some say more than its fair share-who like to involve the cops in any number of things having nothing whatever to do with maintaining the peace and tranquillity within the City of Brotherly Love. And Philadelphia's youth, having watched cop movies on television to learn the cant, dial 911 ten or twelve times every day to report a murder, a body, a robbery, a car accident, anything that will cause a flock of police cars, lights flashing and sirens screaming, to descend on a particular street corner and liven up an otherwise dull period of the day.

The people who answer the telephones didn't come to work yesterday, however-Miss Eloise T. Regis, for example, had been on the job for more than twenty years-and usually they know, from the timbre of the caller's voice, or the assurance with which the caller raises the alarm, that this particular call is legitimate.

When Miss Regis answered the call from an excited Latino-sounding lady reporting a robbery in progress at the Roy Rogers at Broad and Snyder, she had known the call was genuine.

At 11:21, a call went out from Police Radio.

"Possible armed robbery in progress, Roy Rogers restaurant, Broad and Snyder. Unknown civilian by phone."

Officer Kenneth J. Charlton, of the First District, then patrolling the area, responded, "One seven. In on the Roy Rogers."

—from Final Justice: A Badge of Honor Novel by W.E.B. Griffin, Copyright © 2003 W.E.B. Griffin, Published by G.P. Putnam's Sons, a member of the Penguin Group (USA), Inc., All Rights Reserved, Reprinted with Permission from the Publisher.

Meet the Author

W. E. B. Griffin is the author of seven bestselling series: The Corps, Brotherhood of War, Badge of Honor, Men at War, Honor Bound, Presidential Agent, and now Clandestine Operations. He lives in Fairhope, Alabama, and Buenos Aires, Argentina. 

Brief Biography

Coppell, Texas
Date of Birth:
November 10, 1929
Place of Birth:
Newark, New Jersey

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Final Justice (Badge of Honor Series #8) 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 35 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
first time (and last) reading this authors book...wish I could get my money back, the author goes way off on a different path when trying to give background info on the characters and takes minimum of a page to give complete background before coming back (the long way around) to original train of thought, I had to go back to previous pages to pick back up on plot. I was very dissapointed with this author.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I had been putting off reading this series for years because of my own preconcieved notions regarding police officers. This final chapter in the series was wonderful, beautiful and really a fun read.
SUEHAV More than 1 year ago
466 pages when 200 pages would have been enough. SOOOOO many unesessary characters introduced. It seemed to me that the author's editor said he wanted a big book this time. Matt kills ALL the bad guys single handed. Don't waste your time or money!
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cahGA More than 1 year ago
Easy reading, excellent author.
Suebedo More than 1 year ago
Most realistic police procedural I have ever read. The only thing that keeps me from giving it a 5 is they have more officer involved shootings than I could ever imagine - even in a large city (this said, I have absolutely NO law enforccement experience myself.)
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I am sorely disappointed in the fact that Griffin has taken what was a great 'historical' work of cop fiction and destroy it by bringing it up to modern times. All of the books in the series before were set in the 1970's and that made it a great bit of fiction in both flavor and content. Bringing it into modern day has made it lackluster and pale in comparison to his earlier works. Add to that the fact that he runs poor Matty through the ringer in this book. Between his seemingly endless female problems, to another shootout in Philly, I can see where Matt might want a breather from the endless crisis he is put through. AS if that were not bad enough, he has filled this book with a lot of clutter, once more deviating from his normally sleek, gritty style of writing by filling up several pages between events with a lot of unrelated goings on that could have been covered nicely in a page and a half. Altogether I am disappointed in the overall product, I have come to expect much, much better writing from Mr. Griffin. Perhaps the toll of having to keep so many irons in the literary fire has finally caught up with him. Still, for a bit of a distraction or 'mind candy' in lieu of a serious read, 'Final Justice' serves it's purpose.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This differs very much from my normal reading material. When I ran out of printed Danielle Steel books to read a co-worker loaned me the first of this series to read and then the next and the next...... I thoroughly enjoyed Final Justice despite what all the other reviews say that I have read. Please tell me its not really the finale! -now that is disappointing.
Guest More than 1 year ago
My biggest problem with this novel occured in less than 10 pages in: a witness to a double murder has a cellphone. Why is this a problem? All the other 'Badge of Honour' novels have been set in the 1970's, whether explicitly or by inference (dialogue, fashion, vehicles). I enjoyed that setting- it gave the books an extra flavour not normally found in the present-day cop genre- and the lack thereof really distracted from the read. The murderer-in-France subplot really seemed to serve no eventual purpose other than give Payne something to do while on convalescent leave, and ends the book (and series?) on a rather anti-climactic note; by contrast, the end of The Investigators had a much stronger ending and could easily have itself been the end of the series. Despite these shortcomings, it was a pretty good read. Griffin's seeming trademark style of deadpan sarcasm is almost addictive, and his grasp of the charcters is still generally strong. His editor deserves both a bouquet, for keeping his lamentable tendency to recap past events to a dull page or two here and there; and a brick, for not sharpening that pencil a bit more. Griffin's novels always promote page turning, because he rarely ever foreshadows; the suspense keeps you going. The major one-off character introduced to be killed, a sorry crime Griffin is guilty of in past books, is happily absent. If this is, in fact, the conclusion of 'Badge of Honour,' hopefully Griffin will return to police fiction at some point. He can do much better than this, and do it really well.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I am a first time reader of WEB Griffin. I picked up Final Justice and was delighted to find it a good read. The plot and characters are engaging and the dialogue was engrossing right up to the end. The characters were interesting from page one. Mr. Web reminds me of DeMille. if you like mysteries, interesting plots and subplots, strong characters, then I recommend reading W.E.B. Griffin. Being a vociferous reader of many subjects when I want to relax I'll pick up a mystery. I judge books by my standards and mysteries are my favorites. W.E.B. Griffin is a very talented writer. The reader is drawn into the plot's twists and turns and his characters are interesting and quite real, Some good, some bad and some very engaging. When the story ends it's akin to saying goodby to friends or people you know. I was delighted to find that the main characters reappear in his Honor Badge series. Needless to say, I have purchased all his police stories and look forward to any future Honor Badge books he writes.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The story did not flow as well as previous novels in this series - there seemed to be a bit much of 'filler'. Outside of that, the story line was Okay. If there is a disappointment, then it is in the way this novel was concluded. It is sort of open ended yet there is no certainty that there will be a concluding novel which is certainly needed for this series. Regardless, it is comfortable reading that can be easily related to real life.