Melbourne in winter. Rain. Wind. Pubs. Beer. Sex. Corruption. Murder.
A phone message from ex-client Danny McKillop doesn’t ring any bells for Jack Irish. Life is hard enough without having to dredge up old problems: his beloved football team continues to lose, the odds on his latest plunge at the track seem far too long and he’s still cooking for one.
But then Danny turns up dead and Jack has to take a walk back into the dark and dangerous past.
‘Temple’s prose is polished and slick, his dialogue spot-on and his sense of place entrenched firmly in contemporary Australia.’
Sun-Herald
‘If you have not read a Temple thriller, you don?t know what you are missing.’
Adelaide Advertiser
‘Someone should make a film of Jack Irish…Temple is as dark and as mean, as cool and as mesmerising, as any James Ellroy or Elmore Leonard.’
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