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A harrowing read at times, but Steve Ryan’s account of the decades he spent as a homicide detective never loses sight of the element of humanity and, in some places, retains a glimmer of hope to it. A palpably hard-working, invested, and honest man, the amount of dedication and resilience it takes to not only live through a career like this but to pore over the details once again to relive it for an autobiography is clear. I can’t say I’ve ever paid much thought to the fact that the people who work on cases like these must be haunted by each of them for a long time to come, because of course they would be - if I were involved in a homicide case, I would never be able to forget those faces and lives, and it would weigh heavily on me. I’m not sure why I ever expected it to be otherwise; the job of a homicide detective isn’t one where most people can switch their emotions off and forget about it once they go home for dinner. Steve Ryan reminds you of this, hammers home the fact that each of these people are human beings who are affected by the dark and twisted things they see done each day, and details the toll this can take on a person’s mental health while also underlining how vital and fulfilling it can be.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Death, Murder