The Falls: An Inspector Rebus Novel (Inspector Rebus Novels)

The Falls: An Inspector Rebus Novel (Inspector Rebus Novels)

Ian Rankin

Language: English

Pages: 480

ISBN: 0312629842

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Ian Rankin's John Rebus, arguably the most realistic detective in crime fiction, is a brilliant but troubled man. When a young woman goes missing near his native Edinburgh, Scotland, Rebus finds himself just one small cog in the huge wheel of an inquiry set in motion by her powerfully rich father. Struggling to deal with both his own often-terrifying inner demons as well as the monstrous bureaucracy of the investigative team, Rebus finds himself drawn again and again into the case, desperately searching for the girl's salvation, as well as his own.

In time Rebus uncovers two leads: one, a carved wooden doll stuffed tightly into a tiny casket, and the other the missing girl's possible involvement in a dark, disturbing Internet-based role-playing game. He enlists the help of the tech-savvy DC Siobhan Clarke, who is young enough to know her way around the net, but who may not be old and wise enough to avoid potentially deadly pitfalls and traps. Meanwhile, Rebus tracks down stories of similar caskets and dolls turning up in the area deep into Edinburgh's past, some stretching back to a time when body-snatchers turned into brutal killers.

As Rebus and Clarke delve deeper and deeper into these perilous and obscure worlds, ancient and modern evils begin to converge and soon Rebus finds he's besieged by an impenetrable mass of secrets, lies, and deadly deceit that only he can make sense of. In The Falls, a brilliant addition to an award-winning series, both John Rebus and his creator, Ian Rankin, are at the top of their intense and satisfying form.

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details then.’ He paused. ‘Black asked if we had any suspects.’ ‘You didn’t tell him?’ He shook his head. ‘But we could always send him Marr’s name. We could even provide his e-mail address.’ ‘Would that help?’ ‘It might. You know the Americans can read e-mails using satellites? Any e-mails in the world …’ She just stared at him, and he laughed. ‘I’m not saying Special Branch have that sort of technology, but you never know, do you?’ Siobhan was thoughtful. ‘Then give them what we’ve got.

Diana Metcalf said, her eyes glinting. Gill caught Siobhan’s eye. ‘Did you send that e-mail?’ she asked. Jean Burchill tutted. ‘No shop talk, please.’ The fiscals agreed noisily, but Siobhan nodded anyway, to let Gill know the message had gone out. Whether anyone would be fooled by it was another matter. It was why she’d been late getting here. She’d spent too long going over Philippa’s e-mails, all the ones she’d sent to friends, trying to work out what sort of tone might be convincing, what

standing beside it, roof-lights flashing, turning the front of the building blue every couple of seconds. ‘What happened?’ Rebus asked. ‘Heart attack, it looks like. People were enjoying a postprandial brandy, leaning against the railing.’ Devlin pointed upwards. ‘He suddenly went very pale, leaned over the rail. They thought he was going to be sick. But he just slumped, and his weight took him over.’ Rebus looked down at the marble floor. There was a smear of blood which would need cleaning.

black headset consisting of earpiece and microphone. ‘Thank you,’ she said, terminating the call, only to press a button to take another. She didn’t look at Rebus, but held up a finger telling him he hadn’t been forgotten. He looked around for somewhere to sit, but there were no chairs, just an exhausted-looking cheese plant in a pot it was fast outgrowing. ‘I’m afraid he’s out for the day,’ she told the new caller. ‘Do you have his mobile number?’ She gave this number, then terminated the call.

up, plugging both computer and phone into the floor point for a recharge. Which gave Grant time enough to start having second thoughts. ‘Hang on,’ he said, ‘we need to clear this with DCS Templer.’ She gave him a look. ‘Back to playing by the rules, eh?’ His face reddened, but he nodded. ‘Something like this, we need to tell her.’ Silvers and Wylie, who’d been listening intently throughout, had understood enough to know something important was going on. ‘I’m with Siobhan,’ Wylie said.

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