Parsons gives Wolfe an air of fallibility that is totally relatable and, well, for want of a better word, endearing. Max Wolfe is a likeable kind of character he is, like most good detectives, deeply flawed, he takes on too much responsibility, he hands his daughter over to the childminder at the drop of a hat (or online posting of a video of someone being hanged or leaves her in the flat by herself, sleeping, to go and walk the dog!!!), puts a roof over the head and clothes on the back of an old friend and all the while shouldering an awful lot of the victims of crime's burdens in the name of being a great bloke and sterling police detective.

Justice is no longer something that the Judges are meting out it seems – a group of individuals who kidnap and hang those who have seemingly escaped with a judicial clip round the ear, even though their crimes are heinous, are finding no mercy at the hands of The Hanging Club. Luckily for DC Wolfe he has his bright and funny daughter Scout to keep him from looking too hard into the darkness that DC Wolfe knows lives inside every dutiful cop until the videos start being posted on the internet. Confounded by the injustice of the British Courts and legal system, DC Wolfe spends a good while soul searching and wondering why he invests so much of his life in fighting crime, finding murderers and bringing them to justice when the integrity of the criminal justice system is so sorely lacking.

When the three yobbos who brutally kicked to death a young husband and father are given a perfunctory sentence, DC Wolfe finds it hard to hold his true feelings in check.

The hanging club by tony parsons