F is for Fugitive

There's not a lot of flash or cleverness to Grafton's Millhone mysteries, but they get the job done in a most satisfying way. This time out, Millhone travels up the coast (or maybe down, my California geography is spotty) to help a dying father clear the name of his son who took a dumb plea bargain years ago to keep himself from a murder conviction.

Kinsey's sharp eye for detail is well-displayed here, as is her razor sharp wit (still not utilized as often as Spenser's or early-Elvis Cole's). The pace is quick, the characters compelling (if not all that sympathetic)–a heckuva read.