From Publishers Weekly
Spy novelist Andrews (The Towers, etc.)Aex-Green Beret, former CIA operative and onetime aide to a senior U.S. senatorAhere produces a fast-paced, hard-driving police procedural exposing the chilling violence and murky political cesspools of our nation's capital. Father Robert J. O'Brien, a well-known social activist priest, is gunned down in what looks to be a late-night drive-by shooting on Pennsylvania Avenue. Assigned to the case more or less as scapegoats to take the heat off City Hall, veteran "shoot first, ask questions later" homicide detectives Frank Kearney and Jos? Phelps plunge headfirst into a seething mess. Forensic evidence soon indicates that the murder was most likely a professional hit. Missing is a mysterious skinny bespectacled kid with a ponytail, last seen just before the shooting. Another potential witness is found in a red BMW reduced to pancake thinness by a wrecking-yard metal compactor. Meanwhile, a folder of personal ads from a gay magazine and a cool half-million in cash secreted in the slain priest's closet suggest the victim may have been trafficking in hard drugs. Complicating matters further, a sleazy TV journalist twists an on-the-air interview with the city treasurer into an implied indictment of the priest as an embezzler. The body count rises as hired hit men, a former D.C. cop turned private security agency entrepreneur and assorted other suspects turn up to cloud the picture. Set on the eve of a mayoral election, this gem of a thriller marks the auspicious crossover of a writer from first-rate cloak and dagger fiction to street-smart cop lit. It has sequel written all over it. (Feb.)
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From Booklist
Frank Kearney and Jose Phelps have been partners on the District of Columbia Police Force for more than 20 years. They're good cops in a tough town, homicide detectives in a city with the world's highest murder rate. Because they've bent the rules in the past, and because the brass sees them as getting too popular, they've been assigned an insoluble case, the drive-by shooting of an activist priest who has been a long-time thorn in the side of the city administration. What they discover is that the priest may not have been a saint after all, and that the murder was anything but random. Kearney and Phelps have the makings of an interesting duo in this series debut. Kearney is a Vietnam vet, a recovering alcoholic, and a disappointed optimist. Phelps is less fully developed but could grow in future installments. Emerson, their ambitious, antagonistic, and politically astute commander, should provide an excellent foil for the team. This series bears close watching.
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