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By Ian Rankin
Gregor Jack has all of it: younger, prosperous, and fascinating, he is a hugely revered member of Parliament, with a appealing wife--and a closet bursting with skeletons. whilst he is stuck in a police raid on an Edinburgh brothel, his condo of playing cards starts off to topple. input Detective John Rebus: he smells a set-up. while Jack's flamboyant spouse Elizabeth disappears, Rebus uncovers a full-house of orgies, drunken events, an incestuous "Pack" of deceitful chums...and eventually Elizabeth's badly crushed physique. Now Rebus is on a brand new quest--to discover a killer who holds all of the playing cards.
Strip Jack is a stellar access in Ian Rankin's sequence, which The long island occasions calls "A greater series."
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He used to be attempting to keep an eye on his glee. sure, Rebus used to be pondering, one or very public foul-ups, that’s all it should take. And he puzzled . . . he puzzled if Lauderdale used to be in a position to engineering a balls-up with this in brain. a person had tipped off the papers approximately Operation Creeper. Christ, it appeared this kind of very long time in the past. yet wasn’t Chris Kemp speculated to be doing a little digging into that? He’d need to make sure you ask Kemp what he’d discovered. a lot nonetheless had to be performed . . . He used to be shrugging his arm freed from Lauderdale whilst Watson’s door opened back, and Watson stood there observing the 2 of them. Rebus questioned in the event that they regarded as responsible and conspiratorial as he himself felt. Then Watson’s eyes settled on him. ‘John,’ he stated, ‘telephone name. It’s Mr Jack. He says he’d be thankful if you’d pass and notice him. it appears, there’s anything he’d wish to consult you approximately . . . ’ Rebus pressed the bell on the locked gate. The voice over the intercom was once Urquhart’s. ‘Yes? ’ ‘Inspector Rebus to determine Mr Jack. ’ ‘Yes, Inspector, be correct with you. ’ Rebus peered during the bars. The white Saab used to be parked outdoor the home. He shook his head slowly. a few humans by no means realized. A reporter were despatched from one of many line of automobiles to invite who Rebus was once. the opposite journalists and photographers took guard within the automobiles themselves, hearing the radio, interpreting newspapers. Soup or espresso was once poured from flasks. They have been right here for the length. and so they have been bored. As he waited, the wind sliced opposed to Rebus, squeezing via a niche among jacket and blouse collar, trickling down his neck like ice water. He watched Urquhart emerge from the home, it appears attempting to deal with the tangle of keys in his hand. The reconnaissance reporter nonetheless stood beside Rebus, twitching, readying himself to invite Urquhart his questions. ‘I shouldn’t trouble, son,’ suggested Rebus. Urquhart was once on the gate now. ‘Mr Urquhart,’ blurted the reporter, ‘anything so as to add in your past assertion? ’ ‘No,’ stated Urquhart coolly, starting the gate. ‘But I’ll repeat it for you in the event you like – bugger off! ’ And with that, Rebus properly throughout the gate, he slammed it close and locked it, giving the bars an additional shake to ensure they have been safe. The reporter, smiling sourly, used to be heading again to 1 of the autos. ‘You’re less than siege,’ Rebus saw. Urquhart gave the impression of he’d refrained from sleep for an evening or too many. ‘It’s diabolical,’ he confided as they walked in the direction of the home. ‘Day and evening they’re in the market. God is aware what they believe they’re going to get. ’ ‘A confession? ’ Rebus hazarded. He was once rewarded with a susceptible smile. ‘That, Inspector, they’ll by no means get. ’ The smile left his face. ‘But i'm anxious approximately Gregor . . . what all this is often doing to him. He’s . . . good, you’ll see for your self. ’ ‘Any concept what this meeting’s all approximately? ’ ‘He wouldn’t say. Inspector . . . ’ Urquhart had stopped. ‘He’s very fragile. I suggest, he may well say whatever. I simply wish you could inform fact from myth. ’ Then he began to stroll back. ‘Are you continue to diluting his whisky?