In this tough, sensual romantic mystery from the prolific and popular Robards (Ghost Moon, 2000, etc.), a drag queen and beauty queen fall in love . . . but can they escape the hit man who’s been hired to murder them both?
Hey, cop-turned-private investigator Mac McQuarry isn’t really a drag queen; he got dolled up in a platinum-blond wig, fake boobs, and stilettos to get the goods on a cheating husband with a taste for transvestites. He recognized the former Miss South Carolina the second he saw Julie Carlson sprawled on the asphalt of the sex-club parking lot crying her eyes out. Her Jaguar just got carjacked—happens all the time in Charleston’s roughest neighborhood. But what’s Julie doing there in the middle of the night wearing only pink satin tap pants and matching camisole? Mac wants answers, so he drives her to his apartment, where he slips into some faded jeans and nothing else. Wowed by his muscular bare chest but still thinking he’s gay, Julie explains that she impulsively decided to follow her cheating husband, who’s been sneaking out at night. Although Julie doesn’t know it, Sid Carlson is Mac’s worst enemy. The vicious, cold-hearted scion of a rich, mob-connected family undoubtedly got Mac kicked off the force and probably had something to do with big brother Daniel McQuarry’s disappearance years ago—at about the same time Sid’s first wife, Kelley, vanished. Despite all these suspicious circumstances, naive Julie isn’t sure she wants a divorce. What if she has to go back to the trailer park she came from and give up her lucrative beauty-pageant dress business? How can she possibly be in love with a man who calls himself “Debbie”? By the time she figures out Mac is straight, a cat-and-mouse chase with a shadowy killer is underway.
No surprises here, but the faithful won’t care. Plus, the appealing hero pretty much makes up for the clueless heroine.