“I’m just saying,” Crake continued, as he reloaded his pistol, “that maybe walking into a den of drug addicts while brandishing weapons and shouting wasn’t the best way to go about things.”
“Tell you what, Crake. If I’m still alive in ten minutes, you can head up the inquiry. How’s that?”
The Iron Jackal opens with a firefight, a rooftop chase, and a train robbery. The third book in Wooding’s “Tales of the Ketty Jay” series, after last year’s Black Lung Captain and 2009’s Retribution Falls starts fast and doesn’t slow down, rocketing like a rollercoaster from the hectic beginning to the (literally — I’m not joking here) explosive conclusion.
[“Can we talk about this later? I’m trying not to die.”]