Arty Homebrook lived and died in a world of sleaze which stretched from Chicago to Paris but never beyond the gutter. He’d been sleeping with Madame Fulton, which is why Harry Fulton promised to kill him. So far as the Paris Police are concerned it’s an open and shut case.

Harry’s father has other ideas and hires Salazar to investigate. As Salazar gets to grips with the case he’s dragged reluctantly into an unpleasant underworld of infidelity, blackmail, backstreet abortions and murder. Salazar is far too inquisitive to walk away and far too stubborn to know what’s for the best. So he wakes up each hungover morning, blinks into the sunlight, and presses on until it’s his life on the line. Then he presses on some more, just for the hell of it.

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A murder tale taking the reader into the dark heart of 1930’s

Paris. A tight reading schedule meant I had to read A Dead American in Paris in just a couple of sittings. If I am honest I think I would have read it in the same short space of time even if I had allowed myself all the time in the world – I was drawn right into the world of Salazar and his chain-smoking companions and could not get enough of this story!

From early in the book we have the very dead American (as advertised in the title).  The police believe the killer is quite obviously Harry Fulton, a jealous husband who threatened to kill the dead man after he slept with Harry’s wife.   But Harry’s father is convinced of his son’s innocence and hires Salazar to investigate and prove Harry is not guilty.

So begins an extremely entertaining murder story which took more dark twists than I had originally anticipated. The reason for my surprise at those dark twists was due to the highly engaging characters of Salazar and his delightful companion Megan.  When these two are in a scene together I rather enjoyed some of the best written dialogue I have read for some time – they are brilliant together. Their verbal sparring (affectionate) lulled me into believing the story would be leaning to the cozy – how wrong was I??? Full on “noirish” goodness – as this was a Fahrenheit Press publication I should have realised this much sooner.

Seth Lynch captures the location wonderfully and the feeling of being in post WW1 Paris comes oozing out of the pages. The scenes feel claustrophobic, rooms are chilly, damp and dingy and even the descriptions of poorly furnished apartments make the whole reading experience seem more authentic as it draws you back to harder times.

It becomes clear that our dead American may not have been the nicest of chaps and Salazar will have his work cut out in narrowing down the suspect pool – but it bodes well for Harry Fulton as his standing as prime suspect starts to look too straightforward. Lots of people wanted Arty Homebrook dead and if Salazar gets too close to uncovering secrets then there is every chance he will be a target too.

A Dead American in Paris was hugely entertaining. Plenty of surprises and twists to keep this reader happy and the location and time-setting of the story made this story stand out (in no small part down to the wonderful descriptive writing by Seth Lynch).

Read this – it’s a good’un.

A Dead American in Paris is published by Fahrenheit Press and you can order a copy (paperback or digital) here: http://www.fahrenheit-press.com/books_a_dead_american_in_paris.html