4.5 out of 5 stars
I can’t believe this is the eleventh book in the Silence Jones series. I know I’ve been flying through them because of the excellent writing from Carter and perfect performances by Bennett, but each one of these works so well as a standalone and is even better as part of the whole series. In the latest Jones story, In the Dead of Night, Silence is thrown into a world of a potential suicide cult that turns out to be so much more.
In the Dead of Night was one of those books that as it progressed just kept getting more and more interesting. Carter kept me on the edge of my seat throughout. A few times I wondered if this might be the last book in the series. I don’t want to say I can tell that Jones is winding down, but some of the focus within this one was some self-reflecting from Silence and the offer of taking some time off.
The story has some flashbacks which are rare and then helped set the scenes for later in the book. I found the self-reflection angle worked well for both Silence but also his journey. I won’t spoil it any more than that, so… moving on!
Overall, I thought this one was excellent. This one showed how incredible Silence is at his job but reminded me that he is still human. The combination of these two makes me like him even more.
(The review is officially over, but slight spoiler — so please don’t read if you haven’t read the book) — the personal vendetta for Silence was an excellent plot point but I felt like there maybe should have been some more remorse for how terrible of a person the father was. The things that he did and specifically why he was “punished” for them were things that would’ve made it hard for me personally to have a vendetta. But I guess each person has their own moral compass)