Review by Booklist Review
Continuing that vicious, black-sheep cousin of McBain's 87th precinct series, Bruen's latest love letter to lowlife London (following The White Trilogy and Blitz) pits his bent coppers against an uneasy menage of opportunists who stumble on some dynamite and extort the police with random bombings. The trio's lowest common denominatrix, a deadly doll named Angie, gets more than chummy with policewoman Elizabeth Falls, whose swift descent past her debauched colleagues in succumbing to the ravages of bad living--no mean feat--provides a brilliantly bad example to her young trainee. The magnificent Sergeant Brant swaggers and sneers at the top of the food chain, trading favors with whores and generally enforcing the law of the jungle. As a bystander observes, God help us all if they're the good guys. Bruen's lean, mean prose spins out a tale both tight and slight, but his unmistakable affection for irreverent scoundrels on both sides of the law gives this series a brutal, Clockwork Orange ebullience that is certain to please fans of such noir bards as Elmore Leonard, Jim Nisbet, and Scott Phillips. --David Wright Copyright 2005 Booklist
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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
This new installment in Shamus-winner Bruen?s Southeast London police squad thriller series?the little brother to the author?s Jack Taylor mysteries?reunites the reader with the incorrigible Inspector Brant, Sergeant Doyle, Police Constable Falls and other old friends. This time Brant and cohorts must investigate a series of deadly extortion bombings masterminded by Angie James, aka ?the Vixen.? A female psychopath, James coldly manipulates men and women like human pawns to make her plan succeed. Bruen provides the usual grace notes, including quotes from other mystery novels, pithy dialogue and hyper-real violence. James as a malevolent force of nature adds needed energy to the narrative, while new characters like Falls?s partner, Patricia Andrews, supply a few fresh faces on the police side. Brant?s now trademark nefarious activities make for wickedly funny reading. The best scene in the novel might be when Brant leads Chief Inspector Roberts to a prostitutes? party and gets him drunk. However, overall, the novel seems curiously muted in effect compared to past efforts (Blitz, etc.). Bruen uncharacteristically slows his scenes with explanations, while the central mystery surrounding the Vixen is pedestrian. (Aug.) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Review by Library Journal Review
Bruen's irrepressible Inspector Brant (last seen in Blitz) returns for this fifth outing, a one-sitting read in which Brant exhibits nearly all the vices a copper could possibly possess. With a female serial killer/mad bomber--the vixen of the title--on the loose, it's up to Brant and his team to stop her from terrorizing the streets of London. While police higher-ups push for the arrest of the wrong suspect to assuage public fears, Brant continues his investigation undeterred. Besides the usual grunt work, he also manages gratuitous violence, drinking, and visits to prostitutes, always without care or remorse. Bruen's writing is sharp and witty, with little space wasted on actions not relevant to the story line. It should appeal to many crime fiction fans, including those of Ian Rankin's Inspector Rebus, who's a more genteel version of Brant. Recommended for public libraries. Bruen lives in Galway, Ireland.--Craig Shufelt, Lane P.L., Oxford, OH (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted. All rights reserved.
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