Created by Laurence Shames
“I never meant to be a private eye. The whole thing, in fact, was my accountant’s idea. A tax dodge. A half-joke.”
That’s PETE AMSTERDAM‘s story, and he’s sticking to it.
But the P.I. license really is just a scam his accountant cooked up to write off the cost of Pete’s new wine cellar, and the tiny Yellow Pages ad they took out is just for show. After all, it’s not like Pete has to work for a living. He’s quite rich, thank you, though through no fault of his own. He’s content to live the life of Riley, living in Key West, Florida, surrounded by his wine collection and music library. Hell, he’s even chucked his ambitions to be a writer.
So when a transvestite who’s supposedly been dead for years turns up while Pete’s soaking in his hot tub, asking for his help, Pete turns him/her down. Alas, it doesn’t quite stick. Soon the reluctant dick is up to his neck in buried loot, a sexy blond yoga teacher who doesn’t shave her armpits (“I tried not to admit I found it awully sexy”), a local crimelord, a gangster who runs a gambling ship, his nympho daughter and –come along, everybody say it–MURDER!!!!
The Naked Detective (2000) is Florida crime novelist Laurence Shames’ eighth caper in his loosely connected Key West series, and it’s a real hoot, although not quite up to the frantic, over-the-top pace of some of his earlier efforts, according to some of his fans.
- Carl Hiaasen, Elmore Leonard