I listened to the audio version of this quirky, darkly funny mystery, set in Belfast. I only use audio books while I use my exercise bike. I hate exercise like grim death, and so my audio book is my incentive. My rule for myself is that it’s okay to stop cycling early, but if I do, I have to stop the book also. I never quit early while I was listening to this book.
The reader has a lovely Irish accent, and while I don’t know accents well enough to know whether it’s a Belfast accent, it certainly worked for me.
McKinty develops Sean Duffy in a way that is believable and
sympathetic, and there are a couple of surprise twists that made me laugh out
loud. I wonder whether McKinty made himself laugh while he was writing. It must
have been immensely satisfying.
My thanks go to the Goodreads friends that persuaded me to
try this book. I seldom dive into an unknown series this far in, but I had no
trouble keeping up with it, and will certainly watch for future installments. I
read enough mysteries that most of them have a sameness to them. This one
I always enjoy the Alex Delaware series. It takes a fun read to make me look forward to my stationary bike–which is generally not my favorite thing–and this did that. My rule for myself is that I am allowed to stop pedaling early, but if I do, the audio book gets turned off, and sure enough, I have been riding it full tilt to sneak in a few more pages.
The best parts are the dialogue, and of course, the adolescent characters that only Kellerman can craft so effectively. That said, I cringe when Milo tells Alex to wear a Kevlar vest when they go in to make the bust; I have bought the premise of the psychiatrist riding around as if he were Milo’s partner, since it makes for a good story and is so well written, but when the bulletproof vests come out, my eyes roll. Noooo, don’t be silly.
John Rubenstein does a fantastic job of reading, and his voices for the many characters are bang on.