This is the latest (I think) Rebus offering. As usual, it was very readable and has a dry sense of humour throughout. I had two main thoughts about it: one good, one not so good.
   First, The Rebus books typically have two plots jogging along side by side, and as readers we all know they'll connect up somehow, loose endings will be tied up, generally the goodies win and the baddies lose, unless you are Cafferty. In a House of Lies  we seem to be heading the same way, with two investigations afoot. But this time they aren't really linked, apart from the personnel carrying them out. I have to say I preferred it that way. It seemed less artificial.
   But second, I really, really hope that our real police force isn't as rife with bad practice and bent coppers as displayed in this book. I'm sure it has problems - what big organisation doesn't? - but the problems seem overblown to me. You can't turn around without bumping into questionable practice or bullying or police on the take. I can't help thinking (hoping) that there's been a bit of poetic licence taken here.
   But perhaps the two things that I thought sort of cancel each other out. It was still an enjoyable read.