Crime novelists are a prolific bunch; you can set your watch by the annual instalments by the Big Names in the genre.
I know Christmas is coming when the new Lee Child and Michael Connelly novels arrive - but it's been five years since the last George Pelecanos novel although a collection of short stories, The Martini Shot, appeared in 2014.
For fans of the Washington-based novelist - whom Stephen King calls "perhaps the greatest living American writer" – it's been five years too long. That absence can be explained by his Emmy-nominated work with David Simon on The Wire, the much underrated Treme (set in New Orleans) and most recently the New York-based The Deuce (second season out now).
But the publication this month of his 20th novel, The Man Who Came Uptown, proves the sojourn in TV land has only brought focus and precision to the writing. The prose is leaner; its impact more nuanced. The characters, who include a crooked P.I. and an ageing cop, Thaddeus Ward, who team up for some self-serving vigilante justice, are fully realised.
Dedicated to late crime greats Elmore Leonard and Charles Willeford, TMWCU is a powerful and moving meditation on crime, redemption, family and, most surprisingly, the power of literature.
Written during a "window between television seasons" it's centred around a jailhouse librarian and a young criminal, whose teenage life was ruled by "impulse and confusion" but who's now trying to go straight. His world is expanded through his exposure to literature in prison but, once free, pressures threaten to pull him back.