I will confess to having a bromance of sorts with the Tom Thorne series. Mark Billingham’s troubled detective inspector is one of those riveting characters who is almost likable in spite of himself, somewhat dour in personality but possessed of a dry sense of humor, seemingly unable to close the deal on a long-term relationship, an aficionado of American country music. Yes, complex would be the word, just like a great number of us. It is these personality elements of Thorne’s, combined with Billingham’s sharp plotting and extremely interesting murderers, that keep readers on both sides of the Atlantic coming back again and again.
THE DYING HOURS, Billingham’s latest offering, finds Thorne removed from his special unit (thanks to his sins) and relegat