Подборка детективов на английском языке
Tintirichka
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Еще одна серия от той же писательницы Джой Эллис, которая пишет про Роуэна Джекмана и Мари Эванс. Точнее, как я поняла, эта серия началась раньше, и «Crime of the Fens» — одна из первых книг автора.
Я слушала аудиокнигу в исполнении Генриэтты Мейр (Henrietta Meire), которая также прочитала все книги серии. Я поискала про нее информацию, и это оказалась актриса, певица, и известный чтец аудиокниг. Вот как правильно сказать — чтец или рассказчик? Или актриса озвучки? По английски narrator, и всё.
Читает она правда хорошо, и для меня это очень важно, т.к. слушать на другом языке всё-таки сложно, и талантливый чтец, который читает четко и выразительно, очень в этом помогает.
Немножко про сюжет.
Детектив Никки Галена (чтец в аудиокниге произносит «Галина») столкнулась в одном из расследований с серьезными преступниками, которые в отместку почти разрушили ее жизнь.
Никки решила отомстить всем, кто к этому причастен, и всем кто связан с наркотиками в ее городке. В это время с ней на участке ставят нового сержанта, и это, по-моему, просто мужчина мечты.
Джозеф Истер быстро оценил ситуацию, оценил свою коллегу, умудрился уважительно соблюдать субординацию и в то же время стал ей другом, первым близким другом за много лет.
И с остальными коллегами, и со случайными людьми, с которыми ему пришлось столкнуться только за одно дело, он всегда старался быть сочувствующим, понимающим, и в то же время сохранять трезвую голову.
Пока я послушала первые 4 книги из цикла (всего 15), полет нормальный, и хочу слушать дальше. А там посмотрим.

Anger coursed through Nikki’s gut.
Suddenly she was tired of all this. Why was she even lowering herself to try to reason with this bag of shit!
Nikki stared at her.
Doyle was callous, lacking in all social graces, and seemed completely indifferent to other people’s suffering. And if crossed, even if unintentionally, she was lethal. Better to walk away and leave her to the Leonard family to dispose of. The world would certainly be a safer place.
Do it by the book! Promise me! Joseph’s voice rang through her mind like a clarion call.
Still staring at the woman, Nikki flopped back against the wall. But they were never going to find Kerry in time to save her, so what did it really matter? She should call for Archie.
‘What are you thinking, Pig? I don’t like the look on your face.’
‘Shut up!’ Nikki never took her eyes off her, but desperately tried to control the heated temper that was boiling away inside. In her head she saw Hannah, just as she was when they hooked her up to the ventilator. She saw Lisa Jane Leonard handing her a cup of coffee and telling her how she had been chosen to model for a sun-crème advert. She saw the stunning photographs hanging on Kerry Anderson’s pod wall, then Mickey Smith’s battered face swam into view, and standing next to him was young Marcus Lee. She saw the doctor’s attending to Callum, the boy who got stabbed for the sake of a mask. And then she saw Joseph. And he filled her field of vision like an avenging angel.
By the book, Nikki! She has to go down!
Nikki felt a strange peacefulness enter the smelly storeroom, and swirl all around her. And in that stillness, the bitterness and the hate began to fade slowly away.
How close had she just come to crossing the line?
Maybe she would never really know, but now she didn’t need to hear Joseph calling to her any more. There was only one way to deal with Frankie Doyle.
Nikki had overstepped the mark more times than she could ever remember. She’d threatened and intimidated drug dealers, she’d even given one or two a good thumping, but at heart, she was a good copper. Her whole career had been about righting wrongs. Her conscience was not going to let her move into the same category of the scum that she hated so much.

‘And you really have caught her?’ Fear clouded his bruised face.
‘Locked up in a cell.’
‘And her bloke, the dealer?’
‘Not yet, but we will. We got all the others, including Fluke, so you really are safe now.’
‘I don’t feel it. And Doyle’s bloke is still free. Maybe he’ll come after me in the night!’
‘He won’t, I won’t let him.’
‘But you’re not going to be here, are you?’ Tears filled the boy’s eyes once again, and Nikki’s heart went out to him. Joseph had finally made the lad feel that he had someone in this world, someone who cared about him, and then, bang, no one again.
‘I’ve got an idea,’ said Nikki softly. ‘Give me a minute, and I’ll be back, okay?’
She slipped out and found the night sister, and after a short conversation, returned to the boy. ‘Sorted.’ She smiled at him, ‘You, young man, are going to get some proper sleep.’ The door opened and a nurse entered carrying in a smart fold-up bed and some brightly coloured pillows and covers. ‘And so am I! We’re in this together. Okay, Private Jonas, old buddy?’
Mickey/Jonas gave her a relieved smile, pulled the bedcovers closer to him, then saluted. ‘Understood, Inspector Nik!’

Nikki was suddenly overcome with relief, and almost ran to his side. ‘How are you feeling, you great . . .’
‘I feel like I’ve been stabbed, and idiot is the word, isn’t it?’
He reached for her hand, and she took it gladly. ‘Idiot will do, until I get you back into the CID room. By then, I’ll have had time to think of a few more appropriate ones.’
Joseph’s expression changed. ‘I’m so sorry, ma’am. I put us both in danger.’ He looked thoroughly miserable. ‘I can’t imagine why I believed her! My instincts have never let me down before. In all my years as a soldier. . .’ his words seem to dry up.
‘Maybe, finally, you are not that soldier anymore. That soldier you so desperately wanted to leave behind? Perhaps you are one hundred per cent policeman now, and it’s a very different job. We are fighting a different sort of enemy, Joseph, and it’s not straightforward, we make mistakes, believe me!’