A city that never sleeps needs a detective with insomnia…
The information age didn’t make private detection obsolete, but it did make things…complicated. The ability to find almost anything on anyone means that the only detectives who stay in business are the ones who can sort the signal from the noise, and that takes a particular kind of mental illness, such as the one that plagues the brain Clarke Lantham.
Things that don’t fit bother Clarke Lantham. They keep him up at night. And because it contains things like quantum physics, biotechnology, serial killers, alien hunters, crooked cops, murderous mercenaries, and people who use Facebook, the universe is the primary offender.
On the upside, it means he’s never likely to go begging for work–a good thing, considering how many of his creditors and clients like to settle their disputes with guns, rabid dogs, and pet politicians.
In its third volume of a planned seven, The Clarke Lantham Mysteries are hard-boiled, fast-paced, humor-filled suspense novels that have already garnered rave reviews from View From Valhalla, Gail Carriger, Seth Harwood, and Philippa Ballantine.
|And Then She Was Gone
Disgraced former cop Clarke Lantham doesn’t mind making his living as a PI. He doesn’t mind the long hours, living in his office, or even dealing with bill collectors, because it keeps him in the city, as close to heaven as he’s ever likely to get.
Fortunately, the world needs private detectives. Unfortunately for Lantham, on this particular Saturday morning, “the world” consists of a fretful mother with a missing daughter, and the place he has to go to look for her has a name every bit as ominous as hell: Suburbia.
With only a teenager’s diaries to go on, and time running out, Lantham chases puzzle pieces from the posh shadow of Mount Diablo to the kink clubs of San Francisco to the genetic engineering labs of Stanford. Tailed by mercenaries, framed for murder, forced into hiding, he somehow must keep keep his head in the face of a world where the normal rules of reality don’t seem to apply, all for the sake of a nineteen-year-old girl whose face he sees every time he closes his eyes.
|A Ghostly Christmas Present
It’s hard to beat being thrown in an out-of-state jail on a trumped up charge as a Christmas present, but detective Clarke Lantham loves a challenge. So when he calls up his brother for help with bail, he thinks he’s prepared for the ordeal of spending a holiday weekend with relatives who put the “strange” back in “estranged.”
That was his first mistake. Unfortunately, with an old client gumming up the works, a ten-year-old neice with a ghost problem, and the occasional murder competing for his attention, it’s unlikely to be his last.
Clarke Lantham has a checkered relationship with holidays, and this New Year’s Eve is no different. His space is cramped, his personal life is on the skids, and his business is once again under assault from lawyers and bill collectors.
But it’s not all bad. The year from hell is ending tonight, and he has his office to himself, and when an old girlfriend shows up with a chance for a $50,000 reward and a New Year’s Eve reconciliation, he jumps at the chance. After all, things can only get better, right?
|Silent Victor||Coming December 2011|
|He Ain’t Heavy||Coming March 2012|
|Behind the Hypnotic Toad||Coming December 2012|
|Extinction Tango||Coming March 2013|