This was my first Charlie Resnick novel, and I remember being pretty impressed. Harvey's one of the rare genre writers - in this case, crime fiction - who transcends genre. Cold Light in some ways reminds you of Ed McBain's cop novels. The main story, the tragic disappearance of young woman on Christmas Eve, is told from a variety of viewpoints, with numerous side stories that in the end contribute, rather than detract, from the main story. Harvey's eye for detail is impressive. Cold Light takes place in the early 90s, the tale end of Thatcher's England. What a bleak place and time! This is underscored immediately, as a young woman crawls out from underneath her sleeping common law husband. Her life is already sad, even though she's not yet out of her teens. The government housing they live in, with two small children, is freezing and wet. Her husband is abusive and getting worse, as hope is not even a glimmer in his devastated life. Across town there is the near death by beating of a taxi driver, and police detective Charlie Resnick mulls over his jazz collection, but is probably dodging the extreme loneliness of his life. Eventually there is a murder, and it involves that most overused of crime figures, a serial killer. But in Harvey's hands it becomes something new, given his attention to character, dialogue, and setting, making the heartbreak of a lost life that much keener -- and real. This is a reissue (from the Bloody Brits series)of a formerly out-of-print book. It's good to see it back out in ciruclation.