It's a rare series indeed that, twenty-plus entries in, I still feel invested in the characters and author enough to not only continue on but to eagerly anticipate additional offerings. The Charlie Parker series is among these few current on-going series I consistently make the effort to not only keep up to date with but actively seek out and jump at the opportunity to read advance copies for review (Jonathan Maberry's Joe Ledger series is another).
The Instruments of Darkness finds Charlie Parker working a case for lawyer Moxie Castin. His newest client, Colleen Clark, has been accused of murdering her infant son, but between her story and the prosecution's evidence, things aren't adding up. Neither Parker nor Castin think she's guilty and believe the state is overlooking a few key particulars in a reckless rush toward a slam-dunk conviction. The deeper Parker digs, the more irregularities he uncovers, particularly those of Colleen's husband and the woman he was having an affair with. It's an investigation that will eventually lead Parker into the woods of Gretton, and an old abandoned home that stinks of the dead...and an ancient force hidden in its darkness.
Connolly's writing is as tack-sharp as its ever been, as are the keen wit, snappy dialogue, and pointed barbs of his characters. It's always a joy to sit in on the various back-and-forths between Parker and his allies, particularly Angel and Louis, and doubly-so when they're squaring off against some particularly unsavory sorts. There's plenty of the latter, to be sure, as Parker's investigation draws him toward a group of white supremacists seeking to turn the Gretton woods into a paramilitary base where they can stand back and stand by.
I admire Connolly's open willingness to use these fascist villains of late, harkening back to 2018's The Woman in the Woods. As I wrote then, "Sadly, the normalizing of these repugnant attitudes by the right-wing is now common place and hate crimes have been on the rise ever since Trump took office, so it's quite refreshing to see characters like Charlie Parker and Luis taking a stand against this all-too human evil. Their actions and reactions toward the Stonehursts had me smiling rather happily along the way, and I suspect this family of rich racists will be playing a larger role in the books to come." What I said then still stands today in 2024, plus bonus points to me for pegging the recurring role of the Stonehurts. Trump hasn't gone away, and neither have these jackals, but at least we still have Parker and Louis to act as a much needed release valve to live vicariously through. They make sure these baskets of racist deplorables get everything they deserve, even if I do wish we got to read even more. Maybe next book!
Props, too, to Connolly for the character of Sabine Drew, a disgraced psychic now haunted by the crying of Clark's deceased child. Her backstory is tragic, but the way in which she wends her way into Parker's investigation presents a nicely redemptive arc, albeit one that I hope is not entirely finished just yet. I hope we see more of her in the future, as her gifts make an interesting foil for Parker's own supernatural insights and ingrained skepticism.
Speaking of gifts, it's Connolly's own that I already find myself eager for Charlie Parker's next case. I don't even have to be psychic to know that it will be worth the wait.