First, let me say that I think Lehane is a fabulous writer having read Mystic River, A given day, Shutter Island, Sacred and the other Kenzie and Gennaro thrillers. However, I started reading Coronado twice and suffered through half of two stories wondering why I would want to read about these terribly ruthless, thoughtless, brainless misfits, who are killing and destructing without a second thought. I did not even feel pity for them, just utter disgust. Oh, it is certainly well written I just don't want to read about these people, there is enough of that in the press unfortunately.