“Midnight Riot is what would happen if Harry Potter grew up and joined the Fuzz. It is a hilarious, keenly imagined caper.”—Diana Gabaldon
Probationary Constable Peter Grant dreams of being a detective in London’s Metropolitan Police. Too bad his superior plans to assign him to the Case Progression Unit, where the biggest threat he’ll face is a paper cut. But Peter’s prospects change in the aftermath of a puzzling murder, when he gains exclusive information from an eyewitness who happens to be a ghost. Peter’s ability to speak with the lingering dead brings him to the attention of Detective Chief Inspector Thomas Nightingale, who investigates crimes involving magic and other manifestations of the uncanny. Now, as a wave of brutal and bizarre murders engulfs the city, Peter is plunged into a world where gods and goddesses mingle with mortals and a long-dead evil is making a comeback on a rising tide of magic.
“Filled with detail and imagination . . . Aaronovitch is a name to watch.”—Peter F. Hamilton
“Fresh, original, and a wonderful read . . . I loved it.”—Charlaine Harris
There was a lot about Rivers of London that was great. It was sarcastically witty, clever, full of interesting characters with a pretty personable protagonist. unfortunately there was just something about the book that didn't draw me in and keep me. I can't even directly tell you what it was, but as much as the first half of the book grabbed my attention, the second half lost it again. I guess I didn't feel the concept had really reached its potential. All the plot elements were there and set up, ready to go, but somehow didn't quite seem to go anywhere or feel meaningful in any way. I enjoyed reading Rivers of London, but I didn't feel engrossed in it. It was just a pleasant way to spend an evening.
