An octogenarian sleuth strikes again.
Even though his near-photographic memory of each day utterly vanishes by the next morning, Paul Jacobson has been confoundingly successful in helping the police solve crimes (Care Homes Are Murder, 2013, etc.). Paul’s new wife, Marion, has an idea she hopes will, in turn, help him: She encourages him to write up each day in a diary he can read the next morning. Thus fortified, Paul and his bride are about to leave Honolulu, where they’ve been vacationing with his son, Denny, his daughter-in-law, Allison, and his granddaughter, Jennifer, when Detective Chun asks Paul if he’ll go undercover in the Pacific Vista Nursing Home—where Linda Rodriguez has recently been raped. Marion stays in a nearby condo while Paul checks in and meets his new roommate, Ralph Hirata, a blind war hero of Japanese descent. Paul soon discovers that there are a lot of wacky characters living at the Pacific Vista, but the three men who are closest to the victim’s description of a medium-sized white man with a mustache and beard all appear innocent. Then Mrs. Rodriguez is murdered, and another woman is raped. Paul’s snooping seems to have alerted the killer, who makes increasingly violent attempts to deter him. With a little help from Ralph, whose hearing almost makes up for his lack of sight, Paul finally figures out whodunit.
Befeler supplies the customary cast of eccentric senior citizens, the usual surfeit of geezer jokes and enough suspects to keep you guessing, especially if you forget them all when you go to sleep each night.