Dublin Affairs
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A judge is about to be killed, the IRA members don't like the detective's questions, and the police suddenly consider him a dangerous terrorist. He is hunter and prey at the same time with one foot in the grave. Will he be able to rescue the boy and get out of the danger zone himself? ca. 108 Seiten
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Abriss:
Detective novel with a male protagonist without love scenes.
Schauplatz:
First New York, then Dublin.
Epoche:
The present.
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Personen:
Bount Reiniger, the hero, is a good-looking and charming New York private detective. In the novel, he is in Dublin, comes under the scrutiny of the IRA and also gets into trouble with the local police.
June March is Bount’s assistant. The incredibly attractive woman wants more than just a professional relationship with her boss, but things don’t work out her way. She only appears briefly.
Jack McDowell, the missing person, is a 19-year-old Irish who lives in New York. His name used to be Jack Keogh. He wants to fight like a man for the IRA in Ireland, and Bount is supposed to stop him from rushing headlong into disaster.
Rory Keogh, his father, thinks his son has gone to Ireland to join the IRA. He commissions Bount to look for his son in Dublin.
Suzanne Cortez, works as a waitress at a fast-food restaurant and used to be Jack’s girlfriend.
Seamus, the boss, is the head of the IRA group in Dublin. He is an old man, but extremely cold-blooded. His orders are executed unquestioningly. In the end, he is shot dead by Gwen.
Patrick Gallagher, the IRA member, helps Seamus unconditionally because he believes in their cause. In the end, he is shot and killed by Bount.
Gwen, the avenger, helps Bount because she thinks he is on her side, but she is also pursuing her own objectives. She wants to take revenge against Seamus, who killed her husband and daughter.
O'Kelly, is a bald-headed police officer in Dublin who thinks Bount is the head of the IRA group in Dublin and therefore hunts for him.
William Doherty, the judge, is on the death list of the IRA. Bount saves his life, just in time.
Cyrus Wainright, the forger, forges passports and does not like Bount.
Peter McEwan, superintendent of the Local Detective Unit in Dublin. Many years ago, he and Bount Reiniger had worked together.
Non-personalised persons:
The angler, who is the murderer.
John, a police officer.
Conn, the barkeeper.
Steve, the waiter.
O’Hines, the house owner.
Mr. Smith, a hobby angler.
And others.
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Nach obenMännliche Hauptrolle Hero's first name, private detective ... 453 x Hero's second name ... 35 x Hero's hair colour ... 2 x Hero's eye colour ... 2 x Colour of hero's car ... 2 x Type of hero's car ... 8 x Assistentin der männlichen Hauptrolle First name of his female assistant ... 8 x Second name of his female assistant ... 1 x His assistant's hair colour ... 2 x His assistant's eye colour ... 1 x IRA-Mitglied IRA fighter's real first name ... 145 x IRA fighter's real second name ... 34 x New second name of IRA fighter ... 10 x Vater des IRA-Mitglieds First name of IRA fighter's father ... 4 x Kellnerin First name of IRA fighter's ex-girlfriend ... 12 x Second name of IRA fighter's ex-girlfriend ... 3 x Kopf der IRA-Gruppe First name of IRA boss ... 61 x Treues IRA-Mitglied First name of his right-hand man ... 113 x Second name of his right-hand man ... 28 x Schöne Rächerin First name of woman seeking revenge ... 34 x Polizist Second name of policeman ... 15 x Richter First name of judge ... 3 x Second name of judge ... 13 x Passfälscher First name of forger ... 6 x Second name of forger ... 24 x Leiter des Morddezernats First name superintendent ... 1 x Second name superintendent ... 2 x -
Leseprobe:
(Kursiv: wird durch Ihre Angaben ersetzt)“This man must die!”
A black-and-white photo was lying on the rustic wooden table, and for a few seconds, none of the five men standing around it said a word. The one who had spoken was a tall, lean man whose hair must have flared red once upon a time. Now it was completely grey, except for a few streaks.
His intelligent eyes flashed as he looked the others up and down. He seemed to notice even the slightest detail.
One of the men broke the silence and said: “I have seen him before. In the newspapers...”
The grey-haired man nodded. “That’s possible. He’s a judge. His name is William Doherty.”
“I’ve heard the name before, too. People say he’s a tough guy.”
“Even tough guys get buried one day.”
“Do you already have a plan, Seamus?”
The grey-haired man nodded. “You can get ready.” A faint smile dashed across his face. “You all know the other side is pricking its ears. So listen! Before we get started, we have to wait for further instructions from above...”
After a brief pause, someone asked: “What about the new man?”
Seamus pulled up his eyebrows. “McDowell?”
“Yes. I made sure he didn’t come with us today. Just the way you wanted.”
“What about him, Patrick?”
“Will he take part in the operation?”
Seamus screwed his eyes up a little and rubbed his protruding nose. He seemed to be thinking and not quite sure what to do. Then he looked up and declared: “Listen, Patrick, you can tell McDowell that an operation is about to take place and he may be allowed to take part. That’s it!”
Patrick nodded. “Alright.”
“Don’t give him any details. Neither who it’s about nor anything else.”Seamus turned away from Patrick and looked from one to the other. “I’ll be back in one week”, he said. “And then you will hear more.”
That was the end of the meeting.
Patrick took the black-and-white photo from the table and looked at it closely before handing it back to Seamus. “That swine has deserved a bullet in his head, hasn’t he?”
The corners of Seamus’s mouth became tighter now. One of the muscles in his face jerked slightly. “He’s deserved worse than that, Patrick”, he replied harshly. “Believe me!”
Patrick had never doubted a single word that Seamus had uttered. Never, in all these years.
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