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Strikes me as one of the most spectacularly tasteless things I’ve seen about the Albion in a while. No wonder the Argus decided not to promote it on its front page, bet they had mixed feelings about it
Strikes me as one of the most spectacularly tasteless things I’ve seen about the Albion in a while. No wonder the Argus decided not to promote it on its front page, bet they had mixed feelings about it
Roy Grace, creation of the CWA Diamond Dagger award winning author Peter James, faces his most complex case yet in Dead If You Don't.
Kipp Brown, successful businessman and compulsive gambler, is having the worst run of luck of his life. He’s beginning to lose, big style. However, taking his teenage son, Mungo, to their club’s Saturday afternoon football match should have given him a welcome respite, if only for a few hours. But it’s at the stadium where his nightmare begins.
Within minutes of arriving at the game, Kipp bumps into a client. He takes his eye off Mungo for a few moments, and in that time, the boy disappears. Then he gets the terrifying message that someone has his child, and to get him back alive, Kipp will have to pay.
Defying instruction not to contact the police, Kipp reluctantly does just that, and Detective Superintendent Roy Grace is brought in to investigate. At first it seems a straightforward case of kidnap. But rapidly Grace finds himself entering a dark, criminal underbelly of the city, where the rules are different and nothing is what it seems...
The blurb about the book:
Shocking stuff... who calls their kid Mungo ffs
What is this about? Has Peter James included a terrorist bomb at the Amex in his latest book?
I've not read any of his books, although I suspect they are the sort of thing I'd enjoy.
However: "But rapidly Grace finds himself entering a dark, criminal underbelly of the city, where the rules are different and nothing is what it seems." - hasn't Roy Grace been knocking about Brighton solving all sorts of heinous crimes for some time now? I would have thought he'd be well acquainted with the criminal underbelly of the city by now.
I've not read any of his books, although I suspect they are the sort of thing I'd enjoy.
However: "But rapidly Grace finds himself entering a dark, criminal underbelly of the city, where the rules are different and nothing is what it seems." - hasn't Roy Grace been knocking about Brighton solving all sorts of heinous crimes for some time now? I would have thought he'd be well acquainted with the criminal underbelly of the city by now.
I stopped reading at 'Peter James'
The first book put me off the rest. The plot was actually really good (stag do bury the stag alive in the woods and then all get killed in a van crash so no one knows this poor geezer is 6 feet under) but the ending felt really rushed and turned the whole book to complete gash.
Yep, his talents can't match his ideas. Only read a couple of his books, but pretty much gave up when one story (can't remember which one because his stupid "Dead" titles make them all sound the same) was resolved by a completely out of the blue and random anonymous member of the public phoning the police about something suspicious. Think there was then a par explaining that despite all the detective work that goes on, the majority of crimes are solved by tip-offs. Threw the book across the room in disgust.
If I had a criticism of Peter's work, it would be that he often gets confused with geography in the town. One minute Roy Grace is taking his morning jog along the seafront, the next he is 'passing New England Street' and ends up on Madeira Drive.
If I had a criticism of Peter's work, it would be that he often gets confused with geography in the town. One minute Roy Grace is taking his morning jog along the seafront, the next he is 'passing New England Street' and ends up on Madeira Drive.
This is one of the things I always find curious about his books - they're so parochial. He constantly references towns and street names throughout Brighton and Hove, so you always have a good idea geographically exactly where everything is. Which is fine for the likes of us, but all that would mean absolutely NOTHING to anyone who doesn't know Brighton and Hove. Unless they bought an A to Z.
Some herbert reading one of his books in Sheffield would probably wonder why the hell he's always being told various road names in Brighton.