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Bloody November

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If you like hard-hitting police thrillers, don't miss this intense page-turner. Dattero obviouly identifies with his leading character, a tough but vulnerable detective, and quickly pulls us into the complex world of modern police work where no one is as innocent as they seem. The stripped-down, powerful action scenes had me on the edge of my chair as Dattero wound the story as tightly as police tape around a bomb site. Highly recommended, expecially for anyone interested in how police really get their job done.

If you could somehow combine the detail of Ted Bell, the brutal style of Frederick Forsythe, and the dry and witty, (but very keen perception) of Carl Hiaasen, you'd have Guilio Dattero. "Bloody November" doesn't just idle away from the dock until it's past the "no wake" zone. Dattero's maiden voyage is instantly riveting and powerful, but also smooth and comforting throughout, much like the town of Stuartsboro. I was continually reminded that the people and small businesses who for generations have kept this integral fabric of our nation intact, rely on the Clark Dixons of this country to protect them. Learning the extent and extreme to which even small-town detectives must go to solve seemingly simple crimes seemed reassuring enough, but Dattero never let me forget that a greater and more extreme evil should be something every seasoned, post 9/11 detective must move to, and keep, on the front burner. Detective Clark Dixon knew that "City Limit" signs had become virtually meaningless. His hunches weren't always explainable, but he never ignored them. What seemed related had become unrelated. What seemed unrelated had become related. He loved protecting that integral fabric even if it meant practically depleting all of his emotional accounts. Dattero's obvious talent for making imagery come alive is sensuously intoxicating, much like that first bite of the world's best barbecue, the clicking sound of high heels being worn by a long, lean brunette walking down the sidewalk, or the organ-compressing punch felt by downshifting the Narcotic Squad's unmarked Mustang GT at about 80 mph. I was sorry to quickly reach the last page of "Bloody November", but my heart was glad I did.

Great inside peek at small town America and how the police there work. Riveting plot, great story!