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“You came back here to bury your past....Thing is, you gotta kill it first.”

Kevin Pearce—baseball star, honor student, the pride of Brighton—was fifteen when he left town in the back of his uncle’s cab. He and his buddy Bobby Scales had just committed heinous violence for what they thought were the best of reasons. Kevin didn’t want a pass, but he was getting it anyway. Bobby would stay and face the music; Kevin’s future would remain bright as ever. At least that was the way things were supposed to work. But in Brighton, things never work the way they’re supposed to.

Twenty-seven years later, Kevin is a Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist for the Boston Globe. He’s never been back to his old block, having avoided his family and, especially, Bobby Scales. Then he learns his old friend is the prime suspect in a string of local murders. All of a sudden Kevin’s headed home—to protect a friend and the secret they share. In order to report this story to the end and safeguard those he loves, he must face not only an elusive, slippery killer, but also his own corrupted conscience.

A powerhouse of a thriller, Brighton is a riveting and elegiac exploration of promises broken, debts owed, and old wrongs made right...no matter what the cost.

Advance Praise For Brighton

“Brighton is a masterpiece of crime fiction, filled with fascinating characters and sparkling dialogue and visceral atmosphere and riveting tension, plus no shortage of terrific twists.”—Chris Pavone, New York Times bestselling author of The Expats

“In Brighton, Michael Harvey has taken all of the elements of a classic crime novel and heightened them with race and class tensions, as well as with the story of a remarkable friendship and an unforgettable family drama. The result is a novel that crackles with a dangerous energy and makes you hold on until the final page.”—Ivy Pochoda, author of Visitation Street

“Masterful....With a gritty atmosphere, extraordinary characters, and several stunning twists....Strongly recommended for fans of Dennis Lehane.”—Booklist (starred review)

“Sharp as the blades used to gut the guilty and innocent alike, Harvey’s fierce stand-alone is a blood-soaked tribute to finding your past and living with the consequences.”—Kirkus (starred review)

Praise for Michael Harvey

“Should be read by all.”—John Grisham

“A magnificent new voice.”—Michael Connelly

“BRIGHTON is the f***king bomb! I loved it.” (Stephen King)

“I have enjoyed all of Michael Harvey’s books, but his latest, BRIGHTON, is his best. I couldn’t stop reading.” (John Grisham)

“The story is boldly told, from so many angles and points of view that the moral center keeps shifting. Even the characters who die won’t go away in this fiercely felt lament for a neighborhood and a youth that never was.” (New York Times Book Review)

“A tale of murder and old friends-and a paean to the dark, gritty streets of Boston.” (Entertainment Weekly)

“Harvey’s unfussy prose propels the plot.” (Chicago Magazine)

“Sharp as the blades used to gut the guilty and innocent alike, Harvey’s fierce stand-alone is a blood-soaked tribute to finding your past and living with the consequences.” (Kirkus (Starred Review))

“Riveting. . . . Harvey’s gritty tribute to the working-class neighborhoods of his youth is as authentically captured as the best of Dennis Lehane. Fans of Martin Scorsese’s film The Departed will love the violent twists and turns of the novel’s final chapters.” (Library Journal, Starred Review)

“Gritty. . . . Harvey crisply evokes the dark side of the Boston underclass. . . . Intense, twist-filled.” (Publishers Weekly)

“The comparisons to Dennis Lehane, George Pelecanos, and Richard Price are all apt. . . .Brighton is a chilling tale. You’ll come up for air, at the end, shivering and in need of a drink.” (New York Journal of Books)

“A superb crime thriller with all the hallmarks of high-end literary fiction, Brighton . . . will exhaust you and fool you, astonish you and hold you in its clutches. You may wish you could close your eyes, but they’ll be stuck wide open.” (Washington Independent Review of Books)