EXCERPT: The alarm bells were ringing now. Ringing for both of us.
We knew how these things went most of the time. A teenage girl goes missing. One day, two days, no trace of her anywhere and then on that third day she shows up. She's at a friend's house, she's at a boyfriend's, she's with her estranged father. This was a surprisingly common narrative. Maybe got three or four of those a month. A million reasons for it: domestic abuse, kid growing out the nest, a row with her mum, a row with a sibling, a row with her dad, guilt over some minor infraction of the social norms, a boy at the back of it . . . Like I say, three or four of those a month.
But a prostitute going missing? A teen prostitute?
That was another kettle of fish.
That was never good.
That was front page of The News of the World stuff.
Alarm bloody bells.
ABOUT 'THE DETECTIVE UP LATE': It’s the dawn of the new decade, and Detective Inspector Sean Duffy is more than happy to slam the door on the grisly ’80s, clinging to the hope that the ’90s might prove more peaceful for the people of Belfast. Duffy looks forward to embarking on his own personal new chapter, spending more time with his longtime partner, Beth, and daughter, Emma, as he switches to being a part-timer at the Carrickfergus RUC.
Before Duffy can shift gears though, a missing person report captures his attention. A fifteen-year-old girl from a seedy local caravan park has vanished without a trace. Duffy’s sense that this is more than a case of a teenage runaway is soon confirmed as he uncovers a network of lurid middle-aged men closely connected with the girl. Fearing that every second lost could mean the case remaining unsolved, Duffy urgently tries to uncover what happened to the girl—while simultaneously having to manage a mercurial triple agent. This final case for Detective Duffy looms more dangerous and twisted than anyone had first expected.
MY THOUGHTS: Sean Duffy, I have missed you. It seems like forever since #6, 'Police at the Station and They Don't Look Friendly' was published. Indeed, it was 2017. Mr McKinty, I know you have been busy writing other books, but I really need a regular fix of Sean Duffy, otherwise I tend to get a wee bit tetchy. Not that I don't love your other books - I do - but I love Sean Duffy more. I read I checked under the Beemer for bombs, but she was clean. or some variation, and all is right in my world again.
So, it's 1990. Believe it pal. Forget the rain. Forget the weather cos the future's coming. The future was a silver light. The smell in the air was change. Before year's end, Thatcher will be gone, the Soviet Union will be on its last legs, Germany will be one country, not two. Iraq's about to invade our consciousnesses and a rich kid called Osama Bin Laden is going to start a jihad to rid Saudi Arabia of the infidel.
And it's Sean Duffy's last case as a full time D.I.
And he's moving to Shortbread Land. (Duffy's term, not mine.)
Change is certainly afoot, but first he has one last case to solve, and a jittery spy to placate.
McKinty, as always, writes with a black humor that has me snorting out loud at the most inopportune times. He writes with passion, with confidence, and imbues his characters with acres of personality and their own particular offbeat charm. His dialogue is superbly rich, his settings full of accuracy and atmosphere. I simply Hoover up his words, desperate for my fix, but not wanting to get to the end of the book anytime soon.
I simply can't imagine Sean Duffy not being a detective. Which he won't be in his new part time role. Not that I think that will stop him because detecting is in his blood. It's what he does. It's like breathing to him. So, while I am waiting for #8, I will simply start this wonderful series again, from the beginning.
My favorite line: Getting a morality lesson from you two is like getting sensitivity training from Himmler.
I have just listened to the audiobook of The Detective Up Late narrated by Gerard Doyle. Superb! I can still hear the narrator's mellifluous voice. If anything, an even better experience than the book.
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THE AUTHOR: Adrian McKinty is an Irish novelist. He was born in Belfast, Northern Ireland, and grew up in Victoria Council Estate, Carrickfergus, County Antrim. He read law at the University of Warwick and politics and philosophy at the University of Oxford. He moved to the United States in the early 1990s, living first in Harlem, New York and from 2001 on, in Denver, Colorado, where he taught high school English and began writing fiction. He lives in Melbourne, Australia with his wife and two children.
DISCLOSURE: Thank you to Blackstone Publishing via NetGalley for providing both a digital and audio ARC of The Detective Up Late by Adrian McKinty for review. The audiobook is superbly narrated by Gerard Doyle. I would listen to him reading a telephone book (if there were still such a thing.)
All opinions expressed in this review are entirely my own personal opinions.