A Killing on the Hill by Robert Dugoni

 

DNF. I got like 120 pages in and the complete bland obviousness of it put me to sleep. The prose itself is bland, and the noirish corruption of just about everyone in the city is obvious. Nothing really had happened (in the way of anything with actual suspense) by the time I put the book down and decided not to pick it back up: I'm pretty generous about pacing but that's kinda ridiculous.