Bitter Pill by Jordan Castillo Price
January 20, 2020
I can’t even explain how much PsyCop means to me. I’ve talked about it a ton before, but when I finished Bitter Pill I actually teared up, and not because it was sad. I was just so happy to be with these guys again.
It’s crazy to think about how far Vic has come over the course of eleven books. He’s got a confidence now that he was missing when we started Among the Living. He’s got himself a big boy haircut, his suit, and his man. I’m so proud of him I could burst!
Vic is taking these cases, and he’s running them pretty much lead. He had a tough case, and he did a great job. He was so competent it left the unruffleable Jacob completely off his game. Yet, still Jacob always puts Vic first.
Truly, this review is going to be terrible. All I want to do is gush. I feel like I can’t write a constructive unbiased review, no matter how hard I try. Instead, I’m just going to leave you with this:
“Jacob… if it’s ever a choice between me and you… it’s gotta be me.”
He knew exactly what I meant. If someone’s gotta go… “Why would you say something like that?”
“You have a family.”
He balled my jacket in his fist. “Damn it, Vic, so do you. I am your family.”
We size each other up with our bloody eyeballs, Jacob and me. Each of us aching to throttle the other. Both of us breathing raggedly, waterlogged with emotion. When our mouths crashed together, it was more in desperation than love. A realization that neither one of us was invincible.
And neither was expendable.
And finally, with these closing words: