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Finalist for the 2019 Barry Award — Best Paperback Original

A Financial Times Book of the Year

A CrimeTime UK Book of the Year via three reviewers
Shortlisted for the Crime Writers’ Association Gold Dagger Award and the John Creasey (New Blood) Dagger Award
Shortlisted for the Deadly Pleasures Mystery Magazine Barry Award for Best Paperback Original


A "terrific debut . . . The hearing-impaired Caleb (Zelic) must rely on his keen ability to read faces as he tries to figure out whom, if anyone, he can trust. The truth behind the violence is both stunning and fairly clued, and Caleb is a sufficiently complex lead to easily sustain a series. James Ellroy and Paul Cleave fans will relish this hard-edged crime novel." Publishers Weekly (Starred Review)

"Outstanding. . . a gripping and violent tale with a hero who is original and appealing.​" — The Guardian

"More than lives up to its hype ... Fierce, fast-moving, violent … it is as exciting a debut as fellow Australian Jane Harper’s The Dry, and I can think of no higher praise." — Daily Mail

"Trailing literary prizes in its wake… superbly characterized… well above most contemporary crime fiction." — Financial Times

"[A] stunning debut … original and splendidly plotted with a harshness that nevertheless allows humour to intrude. Above all, it has a superb cast of main characters." — The Times (Crime Book of the Month)
 
"All the staples of Australian crime fiction are here: unflinching violence, corrupt cops, brutish men and tougher women. Viskic, garlanded with five book awards down under, adds some enjoyable refinements: Caleb Zelic, a hero whose investigations are somewhat hampered by the fact that he's profoundly deaf, and a zinging wit to savour. First of a Zelic series." — Sunday Times Crime Club

"This outstanding debut from Australian author Viskic is fast-paced with gut-wrenching twists and an engaging protagonist." — Daily Express 

"A very impactful thriller… distinctive… a hero you will want more of in future." — The Book Bag

"the dialogue is excellent. . . [the plot] zooms along." — Sunday Express

"Wow! What a debut novel! Captivating, quirky and absolutely riveting." — Crime Book Junkie

"Viskic’s novel is the reason I love reviewing. This is a truly gripping debut which feels as though written by a seasoned writer. Mesmerising." — Crimesquad

"Excellent debut novel … certainly a name to watch." — SHOTS crime fiction magazine

"Gutsy, original. . . [a] stunning crime debut... [with a] devilishly tricky plot." — Thriller Books Journal

"The drama added by Caleb’s deafness is what makes the book." — Action on Hearing Loss

“An Australian thriller at its finest. A captivating read from first page to last. In Caleb Zelic, Viskic has created a character with depth and heart who will linger long after the final page.” — Jane Harper, author of The Dry

"In her research for Resurrection Bay, the author studied Australian sign language to add to the authenticity of the novel and that work really pays off here." — Crime Fiction Lover

“Pacy, violent but with a big thundering heart… An outstanding debut.” — Eva Dolan, author of Long Way Home
 
“A terrific book … sharp, punchy, visceral and propulsive. The story grabs you by the throat from the opening pages and it never once slackens its hold.” — Christos Tsiolkas, author of The Slap

"On par with the heavyweights of crime." Sydney Morning Herald

"A compelling, highly recommended read."  Books+Publishing

"An outstanding debut novel from an author you'd hope is busy on the next instalment right now."  The Newtown Review of Books

"Distinctive flavour. . . several twists." — Herald Scotland
 
"Fast-moving narrative. . . numerous yet coherent plot developments. . . [the character of Caleb is] convincingly portrayed." — Mystery People

"Viskic has created a genuinely unique and captivating character who deserves a place alongside Jack Irish and Cliff Hardy." — P. M. Newton

"I was totally immersed … sharp, snappy, hard-boiled … a refreshingly original main protagonist." — Raven Crime Reads
 
"A kick in the teeth when the sting in the tail comes." — Clover Hill


"I was hooked … There is so much to love about Resurrection Bay." — Northern Crime
 
"A truly rock and roll writing style… riveting … banging brilliant … A perfect storm of a read … Highly recommended." — Liz Loves Books

"A deadly game of cat and mouse … with double-crossing and questionable motives aplenty … a good twist." — Crime Thriller Hound


"Outstanding… gripping and violent… a hero who is original and appealing." — Laura Wilson, Guardian
 
"If this is anything to go by, we could do with more Aussie crime fiction over here. Viskic knows how to put together a gripping story." — Nudge Books

"It has a unique take… great twists and turns with excellent layering." — Nudge Books Second Opinion Column

"A terrific new voice. Great writing and credibly vulnerable characters." — The Irish Examiner

"After reading this book [book two] can’t come quickly enough… I really need to know what happens next." — Steph’s Book Blog

"Punchily written and snappily paced, with a vivid cast of characters." — David’s Book World (blog)
 
"A thriller that delivers a rush… a gritty and at times violent book with a great storyline at its very heart." — The Last Word (blog)
 
"An excellent twist… The writing flowed effortlessly… A recommended read for all crime thriller fans." — Never Imitate (blog)

"Viskic really ramps up the tension… Excellent pacing, I loved the plot… Fantastic conclusion which delivered." — Col's Criminal Library (blog) --このテキストは、kindle_edition版に関連付けられています。

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1.
Caleb was still holding him when the paramedics arrived.
Stupid to have called an ambulance – Gary was dead. Had
to be dead. Couldn’t breathe with his throat slit open like
that. Th e ambos seemed to think so, too. Th ey stopped
short of the blood-slicked kitchen tiles, their eyes on
Gary’s limp form in his arms. A man and a woman,
wearing blue uniforms and wary expressions. Th e woman
was talking, but her words slipped past him, too formless
to catch.
‘It’s too late,’ he told her.
She stepped back. ‘You got a knife there, mate?
Something sharp?’ Speaking slowly now, each syllable a
distinct and well-formed shape.
‘No.’ The tightness didn’t leave her face, so he added,
‘I didn’t kill him.’
‘Anyone else in the house?’
‘No, but Gary’s kids’ll be home from school soon. Don’t
let them see him.’
She exchanged a glance with her colleague. ‘OK, how
about you put Gary down now, let us check him out?’
He nodded, but couldn’t seem to move. The ambos
conferred, then ventured closer. They coaxed his hands
loose and laid Gary gently on the fl oor, their fingers feeling
for a pulse that couldn’t be there. Blood on their gloves. On
him, too – coating his hands and arms, soaking the front
of his T-shirt. The material stuck to his chest, still warm.
Hands gripped him, urging him up, and he was somehow
walking. Out through the living room, past the upended
fi ling cabinet and slashed cushions, the shattered glass.
Away from the terrible thing that used to be Gary.
He blinked in the pallid Melbourne sun. The woman’s
voice hummed faintly, but he gazed past her to the street.
It looked the same as always – a row of blank-faced houses;
trampolines in the front yard, labradoodles in the back.
Th ere was his car, two wheels up on the curb. He’d been
fi nishing a job down the Peninsula when Gaz texted: a
great result, back-slapping all round. It had been an hour
before he’d read the message, another two in the car, stuck
behind every B-double and ageing Volvo. He should have
run the red lights. Broken the speed limits. The laws of
physics.
Police lights strobed the street as dusk turned to darkness.
Caleb sat on the back of the ambulance tray with a blanket
around his shoulders and the company of a pale and
silent constable who smelled of vomit. His own stomach
churned. He couldn’t rub the blood from his hands. It was
in his pores, under his nails. He scrubbed them against
his jeans as he watched strangers troop in and out of
Gary’s home. They carried clipboards and bags, and wore
little cotton booties over their shoes. Across the road, the
lights from the news vans illuminated the watching crowd:
neighbours, reporters, kids on bikes. He was too far away
to see their expressions, but could feel their excitement.
A charge in the air like an approaching storm.
The constable snapped to attention as someone
strode down the driveway towards them. It was the big
detective, the one who’d searched him and seemed a little
disappointed not to find the murder weapon. Around
Caleb’s age, mid-thirties at most, with short-cropped
hair and shoulders that challenged the seams of his suit.
Telleco? Temenko? Tedesco.
Tedesco stopped in front of the young policeman. ‘Move
the reporters back from the tape, Constable. If you feel the
urge to up-chuck again, aim it at them rather than the
crime scene.’ He turned to Caleb. ‘A few more questions,
Mr Zelic, then I’ll get you to make your statement down
the station.’
Th e easy rhythms of a dust-bowl country town in his
speech, but his face was half-hidden by shadows. Caleb
shifted a few steps to draw him into the light.
Tedesco glanced from him to the nearest streetlight.
‘If it’s too dark for you we can move closer to the house.’
Metres from Gary’s body. Th e stench of blood and fear.
‘Here’s fine.’
‘I take it you had more than just a business relationship
with Senior Constable Marsden.’
‘He’s a friend.’ No. No more present tense for Gary.
From now on, only past: I knew a man called Gary
Marsden, I loved him like a brother.
Tedesco was watching him: a face hewn from stone,
with all the warmth to match. He pulled a notebook from
his pocket.
‘This urgent call he made, asking you to come, can you
remember his exact words?’
‘I can show you, it was a text.’ His hand went to his
pocket, found it empty. Shit. He patted his jeans. ‘I’ve lost
my phone. Is it in the house?’
‘A text, not a call? Not too urgent, then. Could just be
a coincidence he asked you to come.’
‘No. Gaz always texted me, everyone does. And he was
worried. He always used correct grammar, but this was all
over the place. Something like, “Scott after me. Come my
house. Urgent. Don’t talk anyone. Anyone.” All in capitals.’
Tedesco flicked slowly through his notebook, then
wrote. Careful letters and punctuation, a fi rm, clear hand.
He’d be able to read that back in court without a stumble.
Gaz would have approved.
He kept his pen poised. ‘Who’s Scott?’
‘I don’t know.’
‘I don’t care what dodgy dealings your company’s
involved in, Mr Zelic. I’m homicide, not fraud, not
narcotics. So what are we talking about here? A deal gone
wrong? In over your heads with someone?’
‘No, there’s nothing like that. Trust Works is legit.
We do corporate security, fraud investigation, that sort
of thing. My partner’s an ex-cop – Frankie Reynolds. Ask
around, half the force can vouch for her.’
‘And Senior Constable Marsden? How does he fit in?’
‘He was just helping out on an insurance case, earning
a bit of extra cash.’
It had been a fl ash of fuck-I’m-good inspiration over
Friday-night beers with Gaz. A solution to a job that was
way too big for them. One that Frankie had tried to talk
him out of accepting. Why the hell hadn’t he listened to
her?
Tedesco was talking again, asking if Gaz had . . .
something. Many problems? No, that couldn’t be right.
‘Sorry, what?’
‘Money problems,’ Tedesco said. ‘You said he was
earning extra cash. Did he have money problems?’
‘No, but he’s got a young family, money always comes
in handy. Look, the case has to be connected. It’s a couple
of big warehouse robberies. Gaz thought the thieves had
an inside contact.’
‘Constable Marsden wasn’t killed by some dodgy
warehouse manager, Mr Zelic. He was executed. Executed
– that’s a word you don’t hear thrown around the outer
suburbs too often.’
A happy-looking word: a little smile for the first
syllable, a soft pucker for the third.
‘Blood all over the walls and ceiling.’ Tedesco waited
a beat. ‘All over you. Th at’s someone sending a message.
Who? And what?’
‘I don’t know. He was just talking to people. Nothing
dangerous, nothing . . . I don’t know.’
Th e detective’s eyes pinned him. Grey; the colour of
granite, not sky. If the silent stare was an interrogation
technique, it was wasted on him: he’d always found silence
safer than words.
‘Right,’ Tedesco fi nally said. ‘Come this way. I’ll get
someone to take you to the station.’
‘Wait. Th e dog, the kids’ dog, I didn’t see it. Is it . . .?’
The detective’s words were lost as he turned away,
but Caleb caught his expression. A fl ash of real emotion:
sorrow. Fuck. Poor bloody kids. Tedesco was halfway across
the road, striding towards the crowd. Later, deal with it
all later. Just hold it the fuck together now. He jogged
to catch up and followed Tedesco under the police tape.
Cameras turned their black snouts towards him. Lights,
thrusting microphones, a blurred roar of sound. He froze.
Tedesco was in front of him, his mouth moving quickly.
Something about parachutes? Parasites?
‘I don’t understand,’ Caleb said, then realised he was
signing. He tried again in English.
Th e detective gripped his arm and hauled him towards
a patrol car, half pushed him inside. Th e door slammed
shut, but couldn’t block the hungry faces.
Caleb closed his eyes and turned off his aids.
Scott. A soft name, just sibilance and air. Who the hell
was he? And why had Tedesco taken twenty seconds to
flick through a clearly blank notebook when Caleb had
mentioned his name? --このテキストは、kindle_edition版に関連付けられています。

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  • ASIN ‏ : ‎ B013U6TSXU
  • 出版社 ‏ : ‎ Echo Publishing (2015/9/1)
  • 発売日 ‏ : ‎ 2015/9/1
  • 言語 ‏ : ‎ 英語
  • ファイルサイズ ‏ : ‎ 4313 KB
  • 同時に利用できる端末数 ‏ : ‎ 無制限
  • Text-to-Speech(テキスト読み上げ機能) ‏ : ‎ 有効
  • X-Ray ‏ : ‎ 有効にされていません
  • Word Wise ‏ : ‎ 有効
  • 本の長さ ‏ : ‎ 213ページ
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