This is the first book of the McNally series I have read, and I have to admit, I did not care for it. It is well written and well crafted, the charcters stay true to themselves, and the mystery is well thought out and complex, and follows logically.
In all honestly, I just did not like the main character much, as a person. He was not a detective that I wanted to hang out with, for the time it took me to finish the book. I did not enjoy his company.
The writing is done in first person by the P.I. He says of himself, 'You may think me a whimp', and 'You may think I have the muscle tone of linguine', and other simular statements. The authors wit is quite pleasent. But, I'm afraid, his statements are true. When I want to spend my reading time in the company of a male P.I., I am afraid that Spencer is my model, and this rich flabby mama's boy falls far short.
"Sanders has a remarkable touch. Blending crime and romance, he is a master at building suspense, with his depth of character a big part of the formula. He also has the wit to pull it all together."
...a very rich client of McNally and Son, Attorney at Law hires Archy McNally to find out who's been lifting some priceless artifacts from a huge mansion. Among these items is a one of a kind edition of an Edgar Allen Poe novel. As Archy investigates (he goes to chez Forsythe under the pretense that the pater-familias has hired him to catalog his massive library) he finds that everyone in the household is some kinda nut case, except for the youngest member, a little girl named Lucy who is more mature and more lucid than anyone around. Someone tries to kill the one of the ladies of the house and then the pater familias is warned with a note saying "You're Next"...which wouldn't in itself be much of a crime, but when he does winds up dead, everyone in the mansion and the surrounding horse stables becomes a suspect. Except for Archy's new little girl friend, Lucy.
Archy bribes most of his informants with dinners, cases of booze and weekends in the Bahamas....to get the info he needs to help the crusty ol' police sargent put the kibosh on the murderer. But Archy also comes dangerouly close to complicating matters with some injudicious bedhoppings. What helps the novel become a fun read is because Archy fancies himself as a gourmand of sorts and he always tells you what he's had for breakfast, lunch and dinner and Archy is a ladies man and he always tells you what his leading ladies--especially his main squeeze, Connie--is looking like when he approaches them. Sanders has managed to put a British styled murder mystery smack in the midst of South Florida...
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(From the back of the book)
Hes suave, hes sexy, hes Archy McNally the wickedly charming sleuth who has delighted fans of Lawrence Sanderss scandalously entertaining bestsellers, McNallys Risk and McNallys Luck. Now the Palm Beach P.I. unravels the ultimate low-down caper of high society when a priceless first edition of Edgar Allan Poe disappears for the Forsythe family mansion. The house itself is as grand and mysterious as the House of Usher and twice as twisted. Behind every door is a suspect. In every bed, a seductress. And in every closet, as skeleton or two. McNally knows it takes more than a thief to cause the fall of the house of Forsythe. But then his wealthy client is strangled to death.
He's suave, he's sexy, he's Archy McNally--the wickedly charming sleuth who has delighted fans in Lawrence Sander's scandalously entertaining bestsellers, McNALLY'S RISK and McNALLY'S LUCK. Now the Palm Beach P.I. unravels the ultimate low-down caper of high society--when a priceless first edition of Edgar Allan Poe disappears from the Forsythe family mansion. The house itself is as grand and mysterious as the House of Usher--twice as twisted. Behind every door is a suspect. In every bed, a seductress. And in every closet, a skeleton or two. McNally knows it takes more than a thief to cause the fall of the house of Forsythe. But then his wealthy client is strangled to death...