Praised by authors and critics around the globe, The Guards heralds the arrival of an essential new novelist in contemporary crime fiction. The Guards is a 2004 Edgar Award Nominee for Best Novel. It’s an unforgettable story that’s gritty, absorbing, and saturated with the rough-edged rhythms of the Galway streets. Born in Galway, he spent twenty-five years traveling the world. And I dont remember finding typographical errors in The Guards. Stark, violent, sharp, and funny, The Guards is an exceptional novel, one that leaves you stunned and breathless, flipping back to the beginning in a mad dash to find Jack Taylor and enter his world all over again. Ken Bruen b.1951 is one of the most prominent Irish crime writers of the last two decades. It’s an unforgettable story that’s gritty, absorbing, and saturated with the rough-edged rhythms of the Galway streets. I like some of his later ones even better, like Magdalen Martyrs, but The Guards is certainly entertaining. Still stinging from his unceremonious ouster from the Garda Siochana-The Guards, Ireland's police force-and staring at the world through the smoky bottom of his. Stark, violent, sharp, and funny, The Guards is an exceptional novel, one that leaves you stunned and breathless, flipping back to the beginning in a mad dash to find Jack Taylor and enter his world all over again. Buy a cheap copy of The Guards book by Ken Bruen. Odds are he won’t be able to climb off his barstool long enough to get involved with his radiant new client, but when he surprises himself by getting hired, Jack has little idea of what he’s getting into. Nonexistent, that is, until a dazzling woman walks into the bar with a strange request and a rumor about Jack’s talent for finding things. But in truth Jack is teetering on the brink of his life’s sharpest edges, his memories of the past cutting deep into his soul and his prospects for the future nonexistent. In his sober moments Jack aspires to become Ireland’s best private investigator, not to mention its first-Irish history, full of betrayal and espionage, discourages any profession so closely related to informing. Still stinging from his unceremonious ouster from the Garda Síochána-the Guards, Ireland’s police force-and staring at the world through the smoky bottom of his beer mug, Jack Taylor is stuck in Galway with nothing to look forward to.

The Guards by Ken Bruen