Cold Desert Sky
Brilliant third novel from emerging young crime writer, whose Charlie Yates series explores the crime ridden landscape of post WWII America – perfect for fans of James Ellroy
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No one wanted to say it to me, that the girls were dead. But I knew . . .
Late 1946 and Charlie Yates and his wife Lizzie have returned to Los Angeles, trying to stay anonymous in the City of Angels.
But when Yates, back in his old job at the Pacific Journal, becomes obsessed by the disappearance of two aspiring Hollywood starlets, he finds it leads him right back to his worst fear: legendary mob boss Benjamin ‘Bugsy’ Siegel, a man he once crossed, and whose shadow he can’t shake. As Yates’s search for the truth draws him to the desert and the burgeoning city of Las Vegas, he finds himself caught between the FBI and the mob. Can he possibly see who is playing who, and find out what really happened to the girls?
Pitch perfect American noir.
There are echoes of Chandler in washed-up journalist Charlie Yates’s terse, cynical narration, but this is more than a mere pastiche: it’s subtle, original and enthralling.
An evocative vision of a nascent Las Vegas, the perfect backdrop to the menace of the narrative.
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