The second Harry Bosch book has just as much momentum as the first. Harry gets involved in a case when a narcotics cop, Bosch has had some brief contact with, is found dead. Is it suicide or murder and what did the dead cop know about an old case Bosch was working on? Bosch is told to back off both cases but like a dog with a bone he is not giving it up that easily. Plenty of plot twists and a great leading man make this an excellent read.
When a body is found in a hotel room, reporters are soon all over the case: it appears to be a missing LAPD narcotics detective, apparently gone to the bad. The rumours were that he had been selling a new drug called Black Ice that had been infiltrating Los Angeles from the Mexican cartel. The LAPD are quick to declare the death a suicide, but Harry Bosch is not so sure. There are odd mysteries and unexplained details from the crime scene which just don't add up. Fighting an attraction to the detective's widow, Bosch starts his own maverick investigation, which soon leads him over the borders and into a dangerous world of shifting identities, police politics and deadly corruption . . .
