Jack finds evidence suggesting that the killer has a connection to the FBI, tracing a "boasting" fax back to Thorson. From an objective standpoint, the killer’s life is a sad one, and he appears (like almost all pedophiles) to have been a victim of gross sexual abuse as a child himself. The case soon focuses on an online pedophile network, with one particular participant, William Gladden, getting the most attention.

Just out the window and across the balcony I no longer see the Marlboro Man’s steely eyes watching from the billboard. He says it's for his brother, but really it's for the story and glory of what he is getting involved with. It’s not his most impressive work but for a quick read and a look into the world of media in the 90’s/early 00’s then it’s pretty interesting and enjoyable. Magnífica novela de Connelly esta vez sin su estrella Harry Bosch donde cuenta una historia con periodistas, agentes del FBI y un asesino en serie. Jack now begins to have second thoughts and ultimately concludes that Sean did not kill himself but was, in fact, the victim of a serial killer who has been targeting homicide detectives.

I read The Lincoln Lawyer about a week ago and have been on a sort of "Michael Connelly marathon" ever since. It should appeal to large numbers of crime fiction readers, and even if it is not quite as good as several of Connelly's other novels, that's only because Connelly himself has set the bar so high.

Rachel Walling appears in four future Harry Bosch novels: The Narrows (2004), Echo Park (2006), The Overlook (2007), and The Black Box (2012). The FBI began a manhunt for a serial killer who had claimed as many as seven homicide detectives as his victory. The Poet is the fifth novel written by Michael Connelly, and the first to feature Rocky Mountain News reporter Jack McEvoy; it is Connelly's first novel not to feature LAPD detective Harry Bosch. Oh, mid-‘90s, how quaint you seem in this book published in ‘96 with your dial-up internet connections, faxes, pagers, landline phones, and new-fangled digital cameras.For one, it's simply implausible that the victims -- homicide detectives, no less -- could be rendered helpless by such innocuous substances as cough syrup (seriously? Jack es reportero, no es un detective ni un investigador privado, por lo que no tiene los instintos ni la preparación. A romance will get the ole "heave-ho" from me in a heartbeat and if a romance or emotionally loaded character line takes over a book I'm still prone to "move on". Despite the apparent implausibility that foul play was involved, Jack is reluctant to accept that his brother had succumbed to depression.