Everett Larkin is my favorite kind of character - a broken wunderkind. I try to read less copaganda these days given ... everything there is about policing in the US. This one snuck through - Larkin is married and there is a secondary romance, but it's clear that his marriage is dying a slow death. The author made his husband so unlikable that you couldn't even be mad at Larkin when he kisses Doyle, especially since he goes home to immediately end his relationship afterwards. I do enjoy how the relationship between him and Doyle progressed - they're obviously into each other, but a pending divorce and their combined baggage means they're slow about it and it feels more genuine.

I'm off to do research on HSAM now.