Good "Mob" book. After spending 5 years in prison, Dave Delano had the perfect plan. Throw in a little romance and a twist at the end.
Dave Delano didn't spend five years in a FL prison idling away hard time. "I believe in the redistrubiton of wealth," he told one of his guards. But redistribution for Dave was a strictly personal matter. His five year plan aimed to put millionsinto his own pockets.
In the former Soviet Union there are a million scams. Most lucrative is money laundering. Refitting US yachts to hide dirty dollars and transshipping them across the Atlantic on hugh transport ferries destined for th e European playgrounds of the international rich, the mob matically "disappears" the cash, moving it through Black Sea ports and into Russian banks. Dave Delano thinks some of that money should be his. IT's a simple matter of hijacking one of those yacht ferries on the high seas.4 cassettes, 4.5 Hrs.
A great mystery by a great writer.
Not too bad.
Kerr is shadowing those south Florida masters, Elmore Leonard and Carl Hiaasen, with a cute story about stereotypical Miami hoods, sleazy lawyers, a sexy FBI agent, and a sexier ex-con (paralleling Leonard's "Out of Sight," published the year before, just a bit too much), and an overly-clever, totally unbelievable plot, almost too obviously pitching Hollywood. Leonard's book got the flick, as he should.
Kerr's Bernie Gunther series are really outstanding. This take-off (rip-off?) of the south Florida masters, not so much. Too often sexy her and sexier him sound like bad intros for film noir Turner Classic Movies--Kerr should have just cribbed the jazzy lines and quick repartee directly from Chandler and Hammett. Too often the mob guys sound a bit too, well, Shakespearian. There are so many reality holes in the story line, Kerr has to strain to keep it afloat and convince you there are no icebergs this Titanic plot is going to hit.
Oh. It's 1997 and Kerr is really really ragging on Donald Trump. Just saying.
But a fun quick read it is, and an interesting change of pace from one of my favorite writers (when he is putting Bernie Gunther or Russian cops through their paces).
If Miami Noir floats your boat, grab this and a deck chair, and shove off!