The Day That Never Comes by Caimh McDonnell is the second in the Dublin “Trilogy”. I use quotes as there is actually a fourth book in the “trilogy”. No matter as I’ve like them all so far. In this novel Brigit and Paul are back and things are strained between them. That’s a very big deal as they have started a business together with Bunny…and he’s missing so their first case is to find Bunny.
“Bunny is missing,” said Paul. “Missing what?” “No, missing. As in missing, as in nobody can find him.” “Like
hide ‘n’ seek?” “He has disappeared.” “So?” said Brigit, thinking to herself, why don’t you go find him Paul? Oh
yeah, because you’ve no idea how to be a detective. Oh, she should have said that out loud. That would have
been a good one. “So,” said Paul, “I’ve no idea how to find him. I don’t know how to be a detective.”
The story goes back and forth between past and present. I found this rather confusing at first. This book is a lot more violent than the others in the series, but still manages to have some of the humor that I loved in the first two books that I read. It still was a very entertaining novel and I highly recommend it.
“Phil lifted his pint and gave Paul a knowing look over it. “So, how are things with Brigit?” “Oh tremendous, thanks for asking. I mean, she won’t talk to me or anything but the last time she actually answered the phone, her choice of swear words was noticeably warmer.” Phil took a sip of his pint and shook his head sadly. “Ahh, the course of young love never runs smooth.”