I've read 4 Dennis Lehane crime novels in the last week that I found covered in dust pushed back behind other books. Figured I'd re-read them before turning them in for credit at the local used bookstore:
A DRINK BEFORE THE WAR
DARKNESS TAKE MY HAND
SACRED
GONE, BABY, GONE
If you like hardboiled crime fiction then Lehane is definitely worth checking out:
"I'm talking to this snitch in the Somerville projects. I'm alone, and I hear this baby screaming. I mean screaming like he's being bitten by dogs. And the snitch, the people walking down the corridor, they don't hear it. They just don't hear it. 'Cause they hear it every day. So I tell the snitch to beat it, I follow the sound, kick in the door of this shit-smelling apartment, and I find him in the back. The place is empty. My son - and he is my son, Kenzie, fuck you if you don't think so - he's starving. He lying in a crib, six months old, and he's starving. You can see his ribs. He's fucking handcuffed, Kenzie, and his diaper is so filled it's leaking through the seams, and he's stuck - HE'S FUCKING STUCK TO THE MATTRESS, KENZIE!" - Dennis Lehane, "Gone Baby Gone"
