So when PI Kenny Gabriel showed up on my desk, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. (If the afterlife is littered with empty whisky bottles and unpredictable henchmen.) And the case our down-but-not-quite-out PI finds himself drawn into in Soho Dead—the first in the Soho Series—is as dark and dangerous as you could hope. And personal.
Harry, the glamorous daughter of Frank Parr—infamous Soho media magnate and nightclub owner, and Kenny’s old boss—is missing. Kenny and Frank have some unpleasant history, but the state of Kenny’s bank balance means he can’t walk away. Besides, he has a nagging feeling that something about this case is not quite right from the start.
I really don’t want to tell you anything else; this is a clever, slow burn of a book without a single page out of place. Instead I’ll leave you with Kenny Gabriel, destined to take his place among the greats—a bit broken, yes, but a good man in a world gone bad.
- Jane Snelgrove, Editor