This story starts off with a bang!
"I want you to find my dead husband."
"Excuse me?" That was my first reaction.
"I want you to find my husband. He's dead and I need to know where he is." She spoke in a voice one sexy note below middle C.
"Uh-huh." That was my second reaction. Real slick.
Renee's writing style reads like a noir film. Like a great Bogie movie. It is no surprise that Reed Ferguson, main character and P.I. in the story, is a fan of Bogie. He prefers old movies, especially detective film noir, and dark women.
When Amanda, the client, walks into his office, the first thing he thinks is "Trouble". She is a major flirt. It's never a good idea to mix business with pleasure.
Honorable mentions to brothers Ace and Deuce, the comic relief team. Kept me laughing and lightened the atmosphere. Cal. Get a picture of Sherlock Holmes in your head. Got it? That's Cal, Reed's friend. He helps dig for the dirty little secrets in the investigation. I had many a grin with their back and forth banter.
Despite all of the warnings to drop the investigation, Reed persists and ends up in a world of hurt. He does not get through this without being battered and bloodied.
My body was screaming at me, sore in too many places to count. "I feel light-headed." I blinked hard at Forbes.
"Hey, buddy, you're bleeding."
I began examining myself, but didn't see anything.
"No, back there."
I craned my neck around, exploring my backside with my hands. "Oh, man! She shot me in the ass?" I couldn't believe it, but it was true. My rear end suddenly hurt like nobody's business.
Agent Forbes tried to hide a smile. And then I fainted.
Witty sarcasm and tension oozes from the pages. This book looks and smeels like an Alfred Hitchcock movie. I ate this up and immediately moved on to the second book, Real Estate Rip-Off. I have also posted a review for it here on Amazon.
Don't miss out on this well written mystery novel, packed with action and thrills.