The wonderful thing about being a dedicated reader is that it doesn't seem to matter how many books you read these days there is always a pile / list longer than your arm of ones you want to read. Adrian McKinty's books have been in that list for just a tad too long, so I'm rectifying the lapse on my part toots sweet. The Bloomsday Dead will get me started, but there are 3 others of his lurking around here - Dead I Well May Be, Hidden River and The Dead Yard.
From the Blurb:
Michael Forsythe might be, as one of his assailants puts it 'un-f**king-killable', but that doesn't seem to deter people from trying. He's livingi n Peru, reasonably well-hidden by the FBI's Witness Protection Program, but Bridget Callaghan, whose fiance he murdered twelve years ago, has an enduring wish to see him dead.
Opening Lines:
State LY Plum P.Buck Mulligan. Hector handed me this message on the cliffs of Miraflores.
Michael Forsythe might be, as one of his assailants puts it, 'un-fucking-killable', but that doesn't seem to deter those who want him dead. He's ensconced in Lima, reasonably well hidden by the FBI's Witness Protection Programme, but Bridget Callaghan, whose fiancee he murdered twelve years ago, has an enduring wish to see him dead.