Beams Falling by P.M. Newton

If you’ve ever entertained the thought that years of reading crime fiction have given you enough insider knowledge to become a blisteringly incredible police officer, this is the book to make you say, ‘You know what, I am going to stick to being an architect/gardener/session musician/stay-at-home parent/crane operator,’ and just be glad that crime books exist. With Beams Falling, P.M. Newton has crafted a book so compelling, and so real, that I could feel the sweat of the book’s Sydney summer and literally covered my mouth with my hand in tension. It made me glad I am a bookseller and not a cop.

Detective Nhu Kelly – Ned to her fellow officers – is not recovering well from a shooting that left her suffering damage to her body, her reputation and, worse still, her ability to work, as the trauma of her attack flashes into her thoughts. She’s punted from her station into a poisonous task force in Cabramatta, a suburb that, in the 90s, has enough history and violence coursing through its streets that it’s not too long before a routine enquiry turns bloody, and the effect on Ned leads her to be stripped of her weapon and told to get help. Following Ned through her investigation into the deaths of two young Vietnamese men and her efforts to get better is so compelling that it feels as real as a documentary: Newton’s writing is punchy, sharp, immediate and beautiful, and includes Ned’s psychological journey in a way that is real – not hackneyed – making this stand-out literature.

Fiona Hardy blogs about Crime Fiction at and puts together the Dead Write column for the Readings Monthly newsletter.

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Beams Falling

Beams Falling

P.M. Newton

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