Night Train

A new reissue series of Martin AmisP#39;s novels to mark his 70th birthday

Plt;bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;/bPgt;Plt;bPgt;A sharp twist on the noir genre from one of EnglandP#8217;s finest fiction writersPlt;/bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;/bPgt;P#39;I worked one hundred murders,P#39; says Detective Mike Hoolihan, an American policewoman. P#39;In my time I have come in on the aftermath of maybe a thousand suspicious deaths, most of which turned out to be suicides, accidentals or plain unattendeds. So IP#39;ve seen them all: jumpers, stumpers, dumpers, dunkers, bleeders, floaters, poppers, bursters. But of all the bodies I have ever seen none has stayed with me, in my gut, like the body of Jennifer Rockwell. I say all this because I am part of the story I am going to tell, and I feel the need to give you some idea of where IP#39;m coming from.P#39; Plt;BRPgt;Plt;bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;/bPgt;Plt;iPgt;Night TrainPlt;/iPgt; is a mystery story which lingers in the readerP#39;s mind even after Mike Hoolihan declares the case closed.Plt;BRPgt;Plt;bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;/bPgt;Plt;bPgt;P#8216;Tough, noir, ChandleresqueP#8217; Plt;iPgt;IndependentPlt;/iPgt;Plt;/bPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;bPgt;Plt;iPgt;Plt;BRPgt;Plt;/iPgt; P#8216;Plt;iPgt;Night TrainPlt;/iPgt; is both delicate and bruising - a long drawn-out blue note. The book hangs around in the mind like smoke in a jazz clubP#8217; Plt;iPgt;Telegraph MagazinePlt;/iPgt;Plt;/bPgt;