Storm Front

I do like it.
I wasn't too fond of the somewhat forced piling of trouble on the hero, by misunderstanding etc. It would have been harder to write, but I wish Jim had taken the time to make it more believable.
I mean the relationship with the detective. 1) You know your friend knows something but isn't telling it. You are an intelligent, observant woman, a good detective. I don't find it believable that you didn't even consider the option that your friend cannot tell you for some reason, and that reason is good - or at least assume it's good before jumping into conclusion that it must be bad. 2) this same friend tells you, practically screams at you not to open a drawer of the desk. You do it anyway, because you assume he's hiding evidence. There's something dangerous, horrible, something that hurts you in the drawer. Would you assume your friend had set it there to trap you? Or would you have told him "I expect you to come here and show me what's in the drawer yourself." Especially when he told you he have to talk with you, and that he knows who the murderer is? Would he come to the office and be apparently worried about you, call the ambulance and try to save you if he really had tried to trap you with something horrible? And would you, really, arrest him after he called the ambulance, and put handcuffs on him? I don't think so, which makes me not to trust in Jim Butcher as the storyteller, which makes me not like this book as much as I could have.

This reminds me of Iron Druid.