A BLOOD RED MORNING

A police detective struggles to keep order in Nazi-occupied Paris.

No detective would normally be assigned to investigate a murder that took place in front of his own apartment building. But nothing is normal under the German occupation. So when Chief Louis Proulx barges into Henri Lefort’s office on the last day of December 1940, the homicide detective doesn’t have the luxury of passing the case off to another detective because there are none. Interrogating his neighbors, however, proves tricky. The Millers, who live on the top floor, have disappeared, perhaps due to interference from Gerald Darroze, a third-floor tenant. Claire Raphael is engaged in a liaison with Obergruppenführer Maximillian Zoeller. The building’s superintendent, who’s fled to his native Greece, has been replaced by his charming young niece, Natalia Tsokos, who takes a suspiciously strong shine to Henri right away. No one is exactly on the up and up, not even Henri’s good friend Princess Marie Bonaparte, who has access to quite a bit more food and wine than her ration card would permit. Once the victim is identified as Guy Remillon, a French snitch in the pay of the Germans, the pressure on Henri to solve the case grows. But does Henri even want to solve the murder of someone working for his city’s occupiers, much less deploy the limited resources that Remillon’s German employers permit him?

Pryor’s hero has his work cut out for him in this tense tale of people forced to survive with limited options.