The Ghosts of Galway

Description

Ill-fated ex-cop Jack Taylor is broke and working nightshifts as a security guard when he receives an unexpected commission - find The Red Book, an infamous blasphemous text stolen from the Vatican archives. The thief, a rogue priest, is now believed to be hiding out in Galway. Despite Jack's distaste for priests of any stripe, the money is just too good to turn down. It won't be hard for a man with Jack's skills to track down the errant churchman, but Jack has underestimated The Red Book's toxic lure and will be powerless to stem the wave of violence unleashed in its wake - a wave that will engulf Jack and all those around him. 'Bruen has a surreal mind and an unusual writing style of short, sharp, often one-word sentences. It shouldn't work, but it does, delightfully' The Times, Books of the Year.

Ken Bruen is one of the most prominent Irish crime writers of the last two decades. Born in Galway, he spent twenty-five years travelling the world before he began writing in the mid 1990s.

Bruen's spare prose perfectly suits this bleakly mesmerizing tale * Irish Independent * Bruen has a surreal mind and an unusual writing style of short, sharp, often one-word sentences. It shouldn't work, but it does, delightfully * The Times Books of the Year * Ken Bruen is a total one-off... In a hard-boiled piece of noir, Ken's unique style probably shouldn't work, yet it does, leavened with Irish whimsy and bits of homespun philosophy... Wonderful stuff, shoe-horning new vitality into an established sub-genre' * Shots Magazine * This always sparky book is an excellent read * Galway Advertiser * Bruen's visceral writing and anger brings a fierce, almost surreal intensity to this mad story of a heretical book that turns up in Galway * Metro * Bruen's trademark machine-gun prose often sends word flying across the page, but it's in keeping with the poetic meditations that occupy Taylor when he's not actively fighting for his life * Connaught Telegraph * An easy page-turning read where Bruen asks little of his reader and throws plenty of bones in terms of one-liners, lightly sketched characters and, far and away his strongest suit, dialogue * Irish Examiner *