The Gods of Gotham

When a young boy's body is found in a waste bin with the front of his body crudely cut in a cross and several organs missing, the nascent NYPD, called "The Copper Stars" in 1845, are all hands on deck trying to find out why. This is a period of time when daily shiploads of starving Irish immigrants pour into a city that already has insufficient work and housing for them and the anti-Catholic sentiment is at burning point. Tim Wilde, younger brother of political wheeler dealer and now police captain Val Wilde, has reluctantly become one of the first crop of Copper Stars after an explosive fire burned his home, his decade-long savings, and part of his face. And it turns out he has a special talent--for observing things others miss--and that may make him especially useful at solving crimes rather than just preventing them, or so his new boss believes. On his way home from a particularly bad day, a small blood-soaked girl literally runs into Tim and instead of turning her in, he shelters her and finds that none of the blood is her own. Eventually he learns that she comes from a house that sells the services of children as well as women, and that several children have disappeared from there whenever a man in a black hooded cloak visits. With the help of unlikely allies, a mass grave of 19 children, probably all Irish, is found and it appears a serial killer is at work. A letter claiming responsibility for the murders is sent to the paper and threatens to stir the anti-immigration sentiment into a fiery riot, but the truth is much more complicated, as is the human heart. Great historical detail, vividly described and compelling characters all serve to make this an engrossing read. Several aspects of the ending definitely caught me by surprise.