If you have never read Michael Connelly, you couldn't have a better introduction than this first volume of three outstanding novels: 'The Last Coyote', 'Trunk Music' and 'Angels Flight'.
'The Last Coyote'
The binder contained the case file on the October 28, 1961 homicide of Marjorie Phillips Lowe. His mother.
Suspended from the LAPD pending psychiatric treatment, his house condemned and his girlfriend long gone, Harry Bosch has time on his hands . . .
With nothing better to do, Harry opens the ancient file on his prostitute mother's murder and is irresistibly drawn into the shadowy past. Confronting his personal shame at his mother's profession, he discovers a trail leading to the high-ups in the Hollywood Hills and finds that the flames of ancient passion don't die - they kindle fresh fires.
'Trunk Music'
Harry Bosch is back in Homicide after disciplinary leave. In the wooded hills overlooking the Hollywood Bowl he opens the trunk of a white Rolls Royce and finds a corpse. It looks like a simple case of Trunk Music - a Mafia hit, the victim shot in his own vehicle - but the Mafia weren't the only ones after movie producer Tony Aliso.
Tracing Tony A's Mob laundry in the face of official obstruction puts Harry up against the FBI and back in the arms of a gorgeous ex-felon. Warned off the case by internal investigators, nailing Aliso's elusive killer looks like the only way to make sure that Harry's first case back in Homicide isn't his last in the LAPD.
'Angels Flight'
When the body of high profile black lawyer Howard Elias is found inside one of the cars on Angels Flight, a funicular railway in downtown LA, there's not a detective in the city who'll touch the case.
Murdered on the eve of a lawsuit on behalf of Michael Harris, Elias's speciality was prosecuting cases of police brutality, corruption and racism. Like every other cop, Harry Bosch believed Harris guilty as accused of the rape and murder of a twelve year old girl. Elias's civil action was supposed to expose the LAPD and reveal the real killer. Now it's all down to Bosch - and it means digging deep into a minefield of suspicion and hate buried in his own backyard.
