I have finished Michael Connelly's Echo Park and I plan to read more of his mysteries featuring Detective Harry Bosch.
I liked this very human detective who speaks his mind, sometimes gets caught with his foot-in-his-mouth, yet moves openly and honestly to solve the crime and get the bad guys. And it's always fun to read books set in an area, in this case Los Angeles, I know. Was it great literature? Not really. Was it great story telling? To my taste it was.
Moving on, I have started another David Baldacci novel, The Collectors. In it I will again meet with The Camel Club, a group of "four men with mysterious pasts" whom I was introduced to in Baldacci's book with that title.
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