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The Story…
A big, bad gambling debt, a politician who’s more interested in having lunch than running the country, and a drug lord’s hired assassin who can kill with a dessert spoon—Lukas Boston’s “simple job” turns as sour as the pork meatballs on Senator Greg Ramsford’s dinner menu, and somehow Lukas is to blame.
His new neighbour is irresistibly gorgeous, but her dead boyfriend is the jealous type. Lukas gets involved in a deadly mix of illegal casinos and high government. Failure isn’t an option that will keep Lukas alive and his criminal client prefers progress reports written in blood.
But lethal cutlery and unhappy ghosts are all in a day’s work for Lukas. He’s not so worried… it’s losing his favourite parking space that’s really annoying.
Lukas Boston is a product of my somewhat questionable, dark sense of humour. These novels are meant to be detective stories with properly evil villains, beautiful women, shoot-outs and fist-fights, and a liberal dose of the supernatural. Hopefully, they’ll make you smile and maybe even laugh out loud – but of course, humour is subjective … or perhaps I need to see a shrink?
Let me know what you think (about the novel, not the psychiatrist).