Conrad Williams provides a fitting finale to his Joel Sorrell trilogy. The London-based PI finally gets the chance to match wits with his wife’s murderer after a gang of killers escape from a maximum security prison. From the very beginning, these books have been distinguished by Williams’ writing; whether it be his haunting depiction of grief and guilt, his tight plotting and mastery of genre, or his knack for the pithy one-liner. Thankfully Hell is Empty is the best of the bunch, and the best British noir since the Factory novels gives Sorrell the send-off he deserves. Read the review here.