A review by eowyn
Bis aufs Blut by Jack Harvey, Ian Rankin

2.0

I really like Ian Rankin's Inspector Rebus books and his other novels have been pretty good, but this one just annoyed me the whole time I was reading it. There are two viewpoint characters: a British assassin and a New York PI who's chasing him. The assassin is clearly the hero, and while I like him better than the completely stereotypical fat, mean, lonely, drunken and drug-addled PI, I never cared much for him, girlfriend, an illegal arms dealer's daughter. There's too much focus on the different guns they use, they kill people and I didn't care, and then the payoff, even the final big one, was just ho hum.