Two new cases for the Sherlock of 199B Vandam Street: Walk-in D.C. lawyer Polly Price wants him to find her missing husband...

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THE LOVE SONG OF J. EDGAR HOOVER

Two new cases for the Sherlock of 199B Vandam Street: Walk-in D.C. lawyer Polly Price wants him to find her missing husband Derrick, and Kinky's madman buddy Michael McGovern is convinced he's getting phone calls from Leaning Jesus, his old father figure who doubled as Al Capone's chef. Since searching for Derrick Price looks as if it might have money in it, Kinky, ""probably the only Jew in America who has never felt guilt,"" chases down leads on him first, but, as J. Edgar Hoover might have said, some days the bear gets you. The apartment Kinky's sources lead him to in the Nation's Capital is Priceless, devoid of any clue except for a half-million-dollar coke stash and half a million D.C. cops. And another tip that sends Kinky to Chicago practically ends his life in a limo that doubles as a hearse (think mobile Roach Motel). Just when the case seems to be going nowhere, Kinky's p.i. friend Steve Rambam comes up with a great reason Kinky can't find Derrick Price: because he's been dead seven years--a revelation that makes McGovern's Leaning Jesus heebie-jeebies look like they might be, relatively speaking, the best show in town. Colloquys with the cat, tasteful jokes about intimate body functions, a hunt for Capone's treasure, and practically an entire bottle of Macallan's Single Malt: They're all in the Kinkster's ninth opus (God Bless John Wayne, 1995, etc.), along with his best-constructed adventure ever. As if you'd notice.

Pub Date: Sept. 1, 1996

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: 240

Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 1996