Michael Connelly’s getting the press these days, and he deserves to. He can create a jones for smog even if you’ve never been to Southern California. But fanciers of L.A. thrillers know that Robert Crais gives Connelly a run for his money in every book, including the latest, The Watchman, which involves the redoubtable and recurrent Elvis Cole, but leans larger on the very tough and very capable retired cop Joe Pike. The babe interest is Larkin Barkley, who likes to blast her Aston Martin through the early morning streets of the city just before sunrise, something we all would like to do. Admit it. Pike is called upon to protect Larkin, generating considerable heat. The chills come from the cops, some of whom may seem to be confusing and confounding Joe’s investigation of the case into which his involvement with Larkin has inserted him.