This book has a phrase attached: “Mystery of the Alleghenies”. Inside the cover is a quote from E. Somerset Maugham’s The Razor’s Edge: “For men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they are born, the city apartment or farm in which they learnt to walk, the games they played as children, the old wives tales they overheard, the food they ate, the schools they attended, the sports they followed, the poets they read, and the God they believed in. It is all these things that have made them what they are, and these are the things that you can't come to know by hearsay, you can only know them if you have lived them.”
Because of this, I expected to learn a lot about the Alleghenies and to be introduced to some Appalachian culture and folklore. This did not happen. This story could have been set in almost any impoverished USA railroad town. Just insert union workers of coal mines/steel plants/automotive factories, etc. and you have the general idea of the failing economy and the people that suffer within it. So I got over that expectation.
Edward Harter, the detective, is an ordinary guy with tenacity. He isn’t a tortured soul and his love relationship seems healthy. (I liked that!) Jack Reese, a photographer, is a good friend to his neighbors, with a good eye for details. (A plus for shutter bugs!) The storyline is told through the experiences of the two men, switching at various chapters. (Which made the distinction clear, as to whom I was observing at that moment.)
There are some bright spots in the writing that made this book a noticeable read. Like the choreographed preparation for a meal by Edward and Liz. Although they danced about the kitchen cupboards and the dining room place settings; they never got in each other’s way. Not a morsel was spilled nor a chef irritated!
Another scene with Jack and his model was fully expressed with kinetic energy. It transported me to the eye of the camera, unaware of myself; only the rapid succession of changing poses and the sound “click”, “click” in my awareness.
I am going to try the next in this series Haunts, to see if Douglas' writing fleshes out. If you want to try, you might read Murder in Shawnee instead, which includes both Harter novels.