BLUF: Stereotypical detective story.
I’m not sure if it’s funny, or sad, but little more than a month later, I am having problems remembering what I enjoyed about this book.
The Black Echo follows detective Harry Bosch, a former tunnel rat, whose partner is more interested in selling real estate than solving crimes. This doesn’t bother Bosch, who is your stereotypical lone cop that doesn’t play well with others or follow the rules. Bosch takes a cut and dry overdose and delves into the possibility of murder. For me, it was too far fetched that this detective would have pushed to research a death that was seemingly straightforward, but it plays into his stubborn nature and, as it turns out, the death was not as obvious as it seemed. To make it more interesting, his department has surveillance on him due to his questionable methods and, of course, his blatant disregard for authority.
I have this bad habit of researching a character that I cannot place and turning to Wikipedia or an online blog in order to figure out their role. Well, Wikipedia gave away the ending for me, which greatly took away from the story. Because of this, it was difficult for me to take the relationships as the author intended.
That said, I found this novel intriguing and easy to follow. Bosch is your typical, arrogant detective who is better than everybody else and a hell of a lot smarter. He works through the case, opening more doors than he closes, and ends up discovering the truth, even though it is a surprise to the readers.
While I wouldn’t call this novel suspenseful, I was pleasantly surprised by the twists and turns of the story and enjoyed this novel very much. It’s the classic detective novel I was looking for and I couldn’t put the novel down until I finished it.