The Wrong Kind of Blood - Tapa blanda

'Arguably, the definitive Irish crime thriller ... Thrills and social commentary too' * Glasgow Herald * 'A great plot and marvellous descriptions and dialogue' * Pauline McLynn of Father Ted fame, now a novelist * 'A hell of a good read' * Irish Sunday Independent * 'Top class . . . Fast moving, and paced with acutely observed dialogue . . . Highly recommended' * Irish Independent * 'Finally Ireland gets a hardboiled detective worthy of the name' * Ireland on Sunday * 'A fast-paced, tightly-written thriller . . . give it a whirl, it's worth it' * Irish Examiner Weekend * A masterful debut * Daily Ireland * 'The sort of crime novel you really want to read . . . The plot is well-constructed, the characters well-rounded. The dialogue is to die for' * Irish Times * 'A classic PI novel . . . Hughes's vivid characters, realistic dialogue and narrative drive make this a very successful debut . . . An exciting and thought-provoking thriller' * Sunday Telegraph, Susanna Yager /Seven * 'Distinctive, witty, violent and moving, THE WRONG KIND OF BLOOD is reminiscent of the best of classic American crime fiction, yet ultimately Hughes's voice is utterly his own . . . Irish crime fiction has come of age' * John Connolly * 'Hughes breathes new life into the private detective story. This thrilling ride of deception brilliantly teaches us that the past is never far behind us, that it can reach out and grab us at any time' * Michael Connelly * 'A dark and gripping novel of long-hidden secrets, corruption and murder' * Amazon.co.uk Irish Book of the Month * Hughes makes a gritty start to his crime thriller series set in the Irish capital and featuring private investigator Edward Loy.' * Publishing News * To call Declan Hughes "a natural" is to engage in understatement. Here is a crime novel that's both deftly plotted and truly character-driven. Brilliantly atmospheric . . . The dialogue crackles and the characters have a truly lived-in authenticity. A great read * Douglas Kennedy *

'The night of my mother's funeral, Linda Dawson cried on my shoulder, put her tongue in my mouth and asked me to find her husband. Now she was lying dead on her living room floor, and the howl of a police siren echoed through the surrounding hills . . . ' Ed Loy hasn't been back to Dublin for twenty years. But his mother has died, and he has returned home to bury her. Loy soon realizes that the world waiting for him is very different from the one he left behind all those years ago. When an old school friend asks him to investigate the disappearance of her husband, Loy reluctantly agrees. And suddenly in this place where he grew up - among the Georgian houses, Victorian castles, and modern villas of Castlehill - Loy finds himself thrown into a world of organized crime, long-hidden secrets, corruption and murder.