Doing the Devil's Work: A Novel (Maureen Coughlin Series)
A gripping 3rd bankruptcy for some of the most unforgettable and compelling heroines in crime fiction
"You have a mood, Officer Coughlin, and a propensity for violence . . . you are a little bit of a probability. To others. To yourself."
Maureen Coughlin is a bona fide New Orleans cop now, and, together with her education days at the back of her, she loves to imagine she's getting the lay of the land. Then a mysterious corpse results in extra questions than solutions, and a late-night site visitors cease is going very unsuitable. The fallout leaves Maureen contending with stricken buddies, fraying loyalties, cop-hating enemies outdated and new, and an elusive, spectral, and murderous new nemesis―and all of the whereas navigating the twists and turns of a urban and a police division contaminated with disorder and corruption.
invoice Loehfelm is a emerging famous person in crime fiction. And his Maureen Coughlin is the suitable protagonist: advanced, strong-willed, sympathetic (except while she's not), and as absolutely discovered in Loehfelm's awesome portrayal because the New Orleans she patrols. the 1st installments during this sequence received Loehfelm accolades in addition to fanatics, and Doing the Devil's Work simply ups the ante. it is even speedier, sharper, and extra exciting than its predecessors. Taut and fiery, shiny and gritty, and peopled with unforgettable characters, this is often the sinuous, provocative tale of a superb cop suffering painfully into her own.
ABA IndieNext choice for January, 2015
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