Edward Conlon was a detective with the New York City Police Department. That is such a terrific cred that it completely neutralizes his being a Harvard graduate. He’s got to be the most useful Harvard graduate in his class. Because he is an actual cop, he gets a pass on the usual first novel problem of stuffing too much in between the covers. Red on Red is about a detective who agrees to do dirty work for the Internal Affairs Bureau in order to get out of a dead-end assignment. His target is the guy he’s teamed with. It’s all too long, but worth it for the authenticity. And he’s not a bad writer.