The Murder Bag
The thrilling Richard and Judy Book Club pick (DC Max Wolfe)
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- 4,99 €
Descrizione dell’editore
The gripping first novel in the DC Max Wolfe crime series by Tony Parsons, bestselling author of Man and Boy. Like Ian Rankin or Peter James? You'll love this.
'Spectacular! Tense and human, fast and authentic.' LEE CHILD
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Twenty years ago, seven rich, privileged students became friends at their exclusive private school, Potter's Field.
Now, they're being murdered one by one, in the most violent way imaginable.
Detective Max Wolfe has recently arrived in the Homicide division of London's West End Central, 27 Savile Row.
Soon he is following the bloody trail from the backstreets and bright lights of the city, to the darkest corners of the internet and all the way to the corridors of power.
As the bodies pile up, Max finds the killer's reach getting closer to everything - and everyone - he loves.
Soon he is fighting not only for justice, but for his own life...
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'Propulsive ... If The Murder Bag marks the launch of a new crime series, count me in.' THE TIMES
'A tense debut crime novel with a dose of dry wit' THE DAILY EXPRESS
'Impressive, page-turning ... Told with conviction and at an ever increasing pace' DAILY MAIL
'Truly emotive crime-writing is a rarity, and The Murder Bag looks set to win Tony Parsons many new fans in the genre' GQ
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Parsons (Man and Boy) targets the snobbery of the British upper classes in his entertaining first foray into crime fiction. Maverick Det. Constable Max Wolfe becomes a hero after he disobeys orders and takes out a suicide bomber headed for a London railway station. Reassigned to homicide as a reward, Wolfe investigates the murders of investment banker Hugo Buck and homeless junkie Adam Jones, who turn out to have attended the same posh school, Potter's Field, lorded over then as now by its headmaster, the haughty Peregrine Waugh. Parsons depicts the boarding school friends of the murder victims as upper-class clich s, but humorously so, sending up their lofty credentials. In this rarefied world, social class is often inversely proportional to morality. As the corpse count grows, Wolfe lets off steam by flirting with Buck's seductive widow, drinking triple espressos, walking his dog, and doting on his five-year-old daughter, whom he's raising as a single father. Readers will hope to see more of him.
