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This is a pretty good book. I wish I could be more enthusiastic about it but it just needs work. Given that the author has written four thrillers, I would have thought the pacing of this book, a police procedural, would have been a lot quicker, a lot better. Given that the story involves two long-time homicide detectives in Washington, D.C., a major "murder capital", the opportunities for hard-hitting drama are all there, but I got bored. The police team - Frank Kearney and Jose Phelps (who is called "Hoser" the entire book, which I found really unnecessary) know their job and they face a tough case here, a well-known activist priest who is killed in an apparently drive-by shooting This is one of the toughest crimes to solve since there are seldom reasons, witnesses or leads. But when a second body is located, gruesomely crushed in a car compactor, shot the same way with the same caliber gun, the cops have to look more deeply. Sounds good, doesn't it? Except that as time went on, more clues were tossed into the mix, more possible explanations, more red herrings, more of everything. I ended up lost in the story, forgetting who everyone was because more names were getting added all the time. By the time the crime was resolved, I no longer was interested. I admit to a hesitation about this book - Robert Andrews' background wasn't of interest to me (the CIA, ex-Green Beret) but the story started out well. It wasn't until about halfway through that I started losing track, and between drugs, ads in gay magazines, stolen vehicles, lawsuits, missing money, it just felt like the author didn't know where to go with the story he began. I never did understand why it's called A MURDER OF HONOR. I don't know what went wrong, but the author lost this reader.
Reviewed by Andi Shechter, December 2001
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