Back on the job after an involuntary leave of absence, maverick LAPD homicide detective Harry Bosch lands his first case: a Hollywood producer found in the trunk of a Rolls Royce, shot twice in the head - what looks like 'trunk music', a mafia hit.
This was my least favorite book in the Harry Bosch series so far - it was just downright BORING. The mystery finally took an interesting turn once the story was more than halfway over, but it was too little, too late. By that point, I had already taken quite a few breaks from this book to read the Pretty Little Liars YA series, a mystery series which actually had me flying through the pages and dying to know the outcome. Trunk Music needed to be thrown in a trunk and shot in the head. Even worse than the boring mystery was the author's inability to write romantic relationships with a single ounce of realism. The romance had been melodramatically painful in previous Bosch books, but I'd been willing enough to overlook it since the mysteries were good. This whole book was just a stinker.
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