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DESERT SUMMER

Less mystery than romance, with time out for a wedding that Claire is a lot more interested in than any murder.

A lady of leisure takes a stiff drink sweetened with antifreeze; Claire Gray, Palm Springs’ Desert Arts College teacher, investigates.

The victim of the fatal beverage is Felicia Yeats, poisonous second wife of billionaire Desert Arts founder D. Glenn Yeats. As is her wont (Desert Winter, 2003, etc.), Claire’s on hand when her body is discovered the day after Felicia forces herself into the software tycoon’s home, unhappy that she can’t sell the historic I.T. Dirkman–designed house in Santa Barbara her divorce settlement granted her. The land is worth so much money, she darkly hints to the assembled company, that maybe it would pay her to burn the house and take her profit. Since Yeats’s guests include Claire, Felicia’s unloving stepdaughter Paige and I.T. Dirkman, the field is abloom with suspects when Felicia doesn’t show up for lunch the next day. But Yeats is clearly the first choice of Orange County Detective Larry Knoll. Nothing daunted, Claire interrupts her susurrus of observations about her acquaintances’ wardrobe long enough to observe a parallel between Felicia’s death and that of Daphne du Maurier’s heroine Rebecca, whose dramatized story her summer drama workshop is studying, solving the case to universal approbation before everybody returns to a hearty dinner.

Less mystery than romance, with time out for a wedding that Claire is a lot more interested in than any murder.

Pub Date: Aug. 8, 2005

ISBN: 0-312-33423-0

Page Count: 288

Publisher: Minotaur

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 1, 2005

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THE EVIL MEN DO

As tangled and turbulent as the hero’s nightmares, and that’s saying quite a bit.

Having survived his tempestuous debut, P.T. Marsh, of Georgia's Mason Falls Police Department, is back for more—including some residue from that first case that just won’t go away.

Dispatched like an errand boy to wealthy real estate mogul Ennis Fultz’s home to find out why he hasn’t joined his bridge buddies, Mayor Stems and interim police chief Jeff Pernacek, for their monthly game, Marsh and his partner, Remy Morgan, find Fultz dead in his bed. It turns out that his passing, devoutly longed for by so many of the people he’d crushed or outwitted on his way to the top, was helped along by the strategic dose of nitrogen somebody substituted for the oxygen he inhaled regularly, especially when he was expecting particular demands on his virility. Marsh and Morgan quickly focus on two candidates who might have made those demands: Suzy Kang, a recent visitor who was so eager to cover any traces that she’d been to Fultz’s house that she sold the car she’d driven there, and Connie Fultz, the victim’s ex-wife and perhaps his current lover, who acidly swats them away and tells them: “Look for some little gal who’s into bondage.” McMahon excels in sweating the procedural details of the investigation, which take the partners from a search for Suzy Kang and that missing car to a not-so-accidental car crash that’s evidently targeted a young girl who has no idea she’s implicated in the case. But he’s set his sights higher, taking in everything from a civil suit the relatives of the perp Marsh shot in The Good Detective (2019) have launched against him to a possible conspiracy behind the deaths of his deeply grieved wife and son, all of it larded with Georgia attitude and truisms, a few of which rise to eloquence (“I wasn’t good at faith. I was good at proof”).

As tangled and turbulent as the hero’s nightmares, and that’s saying quite a bit.

Pub Date: March 3, 2020

ISBN: 978-0-525-53556-0

Page Count: 368

Publisher: Putnam

Review Posted Online: Dec. 8, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2020

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ONE DAY YOU'LL BURN

Schneider’s debut enlivens the police procedural with offbeat characters and an appealingly complex hero.

Hollywood detectives catch the strange case of a brutally burned body.

Detective Tully Jarsdel is a former academic, leading his partner, Morales, to call him Professor. When he fights his way through multiple news crews to reach a corpse one day, it's unlike any he’s ever seen. The body is twisted, partially ravaged, and burned so badly it’s unrecognizable. Jarsdel and Morales intensely question Dustin Sparks, the horror-movie special-effects expert who found the body. He eventually admits that he saw the body being dumped from a van, but his addiction to OxyContin makes him a compromised witness. While waiting for DNA results, Jarsdel and Morales watch missing persons reports closely. An odd red disk glued to the victim’s palm turns out to be a 1996 quarter painted red: the case’s first clue, albeit a murky one. DNA connects the victim to grizzled convict Lawrence Wolin, who identifies the man as his brother. The pieces of Grant Wolin’s life come together via interviews prompted by a search of his dirty apartment. He sold jars of “genuine Hollywood dirt” on the street, smoked marijuana occasionally, and was apparently asexual. A dinner scene at the home of Jarsdel’s scholarly parents provides insight into his psyche and his sense of isolation. Though he fits in with neither the gritty world of police work nor the ivory tower of academia, he has a passion for justice.

Schneider’s debut enlivens the police procedural with offbeat characters and an appealingly complex hero.

Pub Date: Feb. 4, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-4926-8444-2

Page Count: 336

Publisher: Poisoned Pen

Review Posted Online: Nov. 10, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2019

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