The White Trilogy: A White Arrest, Taming the Alien, and The McDead

The White Trilogy: A White Arrest, Taming the Alien, and The McDead

Language: English

Pages: 460

ISBN: 145328933X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The White Trilogy: A White Arrest, Taming the Alien, and The McDead

Language: English

Pages: 460

ISBN: 145328933X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Two tough, aging cops take on London’s thugs, killers, and mobsters in Ken Bruen’s hard-as-nails White Trilogy
At sixty-two, Chief Inspector Roberts is nearly too old to be a cop, but he makes up for his age with a ferocity that the younger detectives cannot match. After four decades on the force, he has a daughter who hates him, a wife who cheats, and a bank account that grows emptier every year. But on London’s darker streets, Roberts is a force to be reckoned with.
 
With his partner, the gleefully brutal Detective Sergeant Brant, Roberts looks for every policeman’s dream: the White Arrest, a high-profile success that makes up for all their past failures. In A White Arrest, their target is a bat-wielding lunatic who knocks off drug dealers. In Taming the Alien, they hunt a mysterious hit man who earned his nickname by carrying out a hit while watching Ridley Scott’s sci-fi classic. And in The McDead, Roberts and Brant set their sights on a cunning kingpin ruling London’s southeast side. Gripping and gritty, Ken Bruen’s White Trilogy is an unforgettable noir portrait of London’s seedy underworld.

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in. Naw, the motor’s outside.’ Fiona gave a last shot at comprehension. ‘You’re not taking me to my husband?’ ‘What? naw, whatcha think I am, some kind of animal?’ Brant put Fiona in the front of a battered Volkswagen Golf, said to Falls: ‘You’ll be all right from here, there’s a tube down the road.’ Falls didn’t like any of this, said: ‘Shouldn’t I be along as a witness?’ He gave a snide chuckle, a dangerous sound. ‘Wise up, babe.’ She put her hand on the door, insisting. ‘I’m sorry, Sarge,

neck, gave him two open-handed slaps. ‘Whatcha do to her?’ ‘Didn’t do nuffink! I’m protecting her!’ ‘Wot?’ Again, in chorus. Now the skin went bright red with a glow of injured dignity. ‘She gave me a quid one time, so when I seen her ’elpless like, staggerin’ home, leavin’ the door open, I said I’d mind her till she got her act back. Know what I mean?’ They did, sorta. Roberts took out his wallet, said, ‘Yah did good, now here’s somefin’ for yer trouble.’ ‘I don’t need paying ... she’s

you have it.’ A moment before it clicked. As the words took shape on her lips, she felt bile in her stomach. Jumping to her feet she said: ‘You... animal!’ And ran out, leaving three-quarters of her apple danish. He reached over, broke a wedge off and popped it in his mouth, went ‘mmm,’ and muttered: ‘Women? Go figure.’ The duty sergeant put his head round the door and said: ‘Brant, all hell’s broken loose, better get outta here.’ ‘Another hanging, I hope.’ He snatched up the remains of the

mimicked the posh to perfection, continued, ‘I thought it was Liz, come to give me an MBE.’ Roberts laughed. ‘Ere, I’m serious, guv ... they gave one to a traffic warden last year. So, I goes over, took me cap off and this woman, leans out, asks, “Are you one of the homeless chappies?” ’ ‘I said, we sell the Big Issue for the homeless, yes Ma’am. ‘She says, “Righty ho, my driver has something for you people.” Then she tapped the glass partition for the driver and shuts the window on me. ‘The

‘Wanna hear about it?’ ‘Sure.’ ‘She had a reason.’ ‘Oh good, that makes it all right then.’ Roberts signalled for another round, said, ‘She claims she never intended to kill, just to sicken you as it is men always sickened her.’ Brant took a belt of scotch, said, ‘A nutter eh?’ ‘Barking.’ Roberts felt he should offer some support or even solace. But, all he could give was, ‘Don’t let it put you off women.’ Brant gave a huge belch, said, ‘It sure as hell put me off paella.’

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