Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5
Disgraced detective turned private investigator, Ray Clancy, left the force with a case unsolved. Finding the killer was no longer his problem, but it still haunted him. How long would he survive the frustration of not knowing before he gave into the compulsion of his nature to solve the crime?
Server, Andrew Shay, existed where he didn’t feel he belonged, living behind the guise of a costume. Yet it paid the bills, and he refused to complain about the little things in life. One night he returned home from work to find his roommate dead and the killer still there. Afraid and alone, his life spiraled and he didn’t know what to do. Could a detective at his core and a scared young man join forces to bring down the killer in their midst?
When I think of those memorable noir detectives I grew up with (of paper novels and of course film), they have that distinct voice, that precise background that marks them as one of the most complex and compelling characters ever to draw a reader in. That noir private investigator who usually was once a cop. Or in this case a Detective. They are bitter about their fall from the brotherhood in blue, cynical, and just scraping by on the worst of P.I. jobs. And yes, often haunted by past case or cases.
They are our Sam Spades, Philip Marlowe’s, Mike Hammer’s and more recently Jack Reacher. They started in novels and spread out into film and other media because they captured something deep in us. The cynical, partly broken man who still rises up to fight again for an innocent against an evil, or what they perceive to be an innocent against what they perceive to be an evil. It sometimes gets very messy in noir. Another reason to love them so.
But those dark, gritty growly voices? Once heard, they can’t be forgotten. Those narrators of crimes both mundane and horrendous get under your skin. They make you want to stay close, fascinated and drawn to them.
Ray Clancy, framed ex cop joins their ranks, standing out only by his sexuality, something still unacceptable on the force. Here Ray was especially bitter as it had never affected his job, all those years on the force. It wasn’t his sexuality but his iffy background with some suspect criminal ties as kid he had to fight against.
Older, bitter, trying to adjust to his new stature when an innocent seeks his help from a killer of young gay men, a case of his from his days as a Detective. And with one acceptance, The Hunt is alive!
Authors Dabney and King work several threads here. One, of course, is the serial killer of all the young gay men and trying to catch him before he strikes again. There is a revelation here mid story that nicely shakes things up. Another is the issue of who framed Clancy to get him off the force, and another still of the slowly forming relationship between Ray and Andrew, and what it might mean to them, if they make it through the case alive. Always questionable with bodies falling around them.
The writing was wonderfully succinct, sparse in that noir detective way when necessary. Great twists and turns in the plot, the suspense was a killer, and those scenes towards the end? Absolutely white knuckle all the way. I adored it.
I hope to see Ray Clancy hang up his shingle and more cases come his way. His is a voice you could definitely get addicted to.
Cover Art: Morningstar Ashley. I love this cover. Dark and mysterious. Perfect for the story.
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Kindle Edition, 218 pages
Published September 15th 2018 by Hostile Whispers Press, LLC
Edition Language English