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Nobody knows Bangkok like Royal Thai Police Detective Sonchai Jitpleecheep, and there is no one quite like Sonchai: a police officer who has kept his Buddhist soul intact—more or less—despite the fact that his job shoves him face-to-face with some of the most vile and outrageous crimes and criminals in Bangkok. But for his newest assignment, everything he knows about his city—and himself—will be a mere starting point.
He’s put in charge of the highest-profile criminal case in Thailand—an attempt to bring an end to trafficking in human organs. He sets in motion a massive sting operation and stays at its center, traveling to Phuket, Hong Kong, Dubai, Shanghai, and Monte Carlo. He draws in a host of unwitting players that includes an aging rock star wearing out his second liver and the mysterious, diabolical, albeit gorgeous co-queenpins of the international body-parts trade: the Chinese twins known as the Vultures. And yet, it’s closer to home that Sonchai will discover things getting really dicey: rumors will reach him suggesting that his ex-prostitute wife, Chanya, is having an affair. Will Sonchai be enlightened enough—forget Buddha, think jealous husband—to cope with his very own compromised and compromising world?
All will be revealed here, in John Burdett’s most mordantly funny, propulsive, fiendishly entertaining novel yet.
“As always, Burdett manages his multilevel plot with great dexterity, and, with Sonchai as our guide, he explores the lower depths of depravity with a bravura mix of horror and black humor. This series is not to be missed by anyone unafraid of crime fiction’s edgiest neighborhoods.” —Bill Ott, Booklist
“Here, time and again, John Burdett breaks the crime-thriller mold. And then reassembles it, piece by piece. His narrative becomes more than the sum of its parts. This is a philosophical treatise, a travelogue, a vast character study, and a subversive anticapitalist tract. But it is also thoroughly enjoyable. . . . For the virgin John Burdett reader, discovering the characters that populate his Bangkok is an unrivaled pleasure.” —A. J. Kirby, New York Journal of Books
“Hallucinatory. . . . Though not for the faint of heart, the ‘surreal, exotic, rich’—and quite crazy—world Sonchai inhabits is a classic head trip.” —Marilyn Stasio, New York Times Book Review
“What keeps the book buoyant is the observations of the hero, a Thai police detective obsessed with karma.” —The New Yorker
“Compelling. . . . Nobody writes better than Burdett of cultural differences. . . . The reader can depend on Burdett for color, atmosphere, and provocative political insight. . . . Nothing is simple in Burdett’s bawdy, wild fiction. . . . Fine entertainment, with bite, from an author at home in many different worlds.” —Carlo Wolff, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
“Vulture Peak upholds the high standards set by its predecessors. Readers who know the first four novels will be delighted to have a fifth, and others coming to Burdett’s Bangkok for the first time will quickly find themselves in a place that may seem mysteriously alien but positively teems with humanity. . . . Beneath the bright and dark comedy of Burdett’s fiction is a deep strain of compassion and concern for the people who luck out in the big business of making dirty money, whether that business is conducted in Bangkok or on Wall Street. He’s a funny man, and a clever one, but he has things to say that are worth heeding.” —Jonathan Yardley, Washington Post
“Delightfully unpredictable.” —Adam Woog, Seattle Times
“A mesmerizingly spell-binding world of the human soul, or lack thereof, imprisoned in lust and frenzy, murder and mayhem. It is irresistible.” —Sam Coale, Providence Journal
“Fasten your seat belts, America. Royal Thai Police Detective Sonchai Jitpleecheep is back in a new adventure. . . . Vulture Peak goes on several inspired riffs about drugs and prostitution. . . . [It also features] two of the scariest villains since Cruella DeVille.” —Lee Roop, Huntsville Times