It's very rare that find a novel that's funny and sarcastic and poignant and scary, all at the same time. In GHOST DETECTIVE, Scott William Carter pulls all four off with amazing aplomb. Ostensibly, this is the story of a private detective who sees dead people. Myron Vale was shot in the head five years before GHOST DETECTIVE takes place, and the bullet - which the doctors were unable to remove from his brain - somehow enables him to see the scores of walking dead that inhabit the world with us. Since he's pretty much the only living person to be able to see the ghosts among us, he has earned a reputation among them as the "Ghost Detective," and many of his clients are actually dead. This novel, the first in what will undoubtedly be a series, begins in classic noir detective fashion when a gorgeous blond walks into Vale's office with a case she hopes he'll take - she wants to find out whether her husband, Tony Neuman, was responsible for her death three months earlier in a suspicious car accident. Tony has disappeared, and Karen hopes Vale can find him and prove his innocence - she really wants to believe he was (and still is) a loving husband. Vale, who was a day away from a Hawaiian vacation with his wife, Billie, doesn't want to take the case. Even Karen's promise of a big paycheck can't sway him. That is until she shows him a photo of her missing husband. Tony Neuman, it turns out, is a dead ringer for the man who shot Vale five years earlier. And although Vale is warned by several well-meaning people not to get involved in this case (including a dead priest who says, "The need for revenge is an inferno that consumes all, leaving nothing and no one unburned"), the chance to solve his own personal mystery is just too enticing.
What makes GHOST DETECTIVE such a fascinating read is the world Carter has created, a world in which the dead far outnumber the living. When Myron Vale walks down the street, he can never be sure whether those he sees are living beings or ghosts. For example, it's only when he realizes that no one else can see the old guy trying to hand out bibles outside an office building that he understands the man is actually dead. Vale sees these ghosts everywhere, and he sees them all the time. As in Shyamalan's "The Sixth Sense," they come to him for help, they seem to gravitate to him because he alone among the living knows they're there. But it can be exhausting. Some of the ghosts he encounters don't know they're dead. And more than a few times Vale has appeared insane when he finds himself in conversation with someone the rest of the living world can't even see.
This is a world that seems to have rules and bureaucracy of its own, although Carter only drops hints of these in this first Myron Vale novel. There's an organization called the "Department of Souls," which keeps track of the so-called "dead census," and the "Immortal Living Adjustment Bureau" works to help the dead acclimate with their new "non-corporeal" condition. As Carter explains it, ghosts are somehow able to create whatever they want, including clothing, jewelry, food, and drink. The dead fat guy with the hot dog cart, who calls himself Elvis, may or may not be the real thing - his hot dogs smell fabulous to Vale, but he can't touch or taste them. And Karen, the gorgeous blond with the bodacious chest, is nothing but thin air when he reaches out to touch her.
While GHOST DETECTIVE is definitely a noir-style mystery novel (with all of the expected sarcasm and witty repartee), and the case of the missing Tony Neuman is at the heart of the plot, it's also a romance (Vale's relationship with his wife is bittersweet and deeply affecting). Billie is a fascinating character, and she becomes even more fascinating as we learn more about her. She plays a central role in the novel's final act, which is both satisfying and unexpected.
Beyond that, GHOST DETECTIVE is mind-bogglingly fascinating on a philosophical level. What if the dead really do move among us, sitting in the backseats of our cars, watching us as we work, walking beside us, visiting us in our homes? How would it affect our belief in God, or in Heaven and Hell? Vale is a self-proclaimed atheist, but he does believe in ghosts - he has no choice but to believe. One of the ghosts, the would-be bible peddler, tells Vale that he still believes in God, even though death has brought him no closer to any real proof. "Have you ever met him?" Vale asks, and the dead man admits that "nobody has." Vale asks him, "Why do you believe in [God] if you've never met him?" The man responds, "Well, I hadn't met him when I was alive either. I believed then. It just took a little faith. Why should I stop now?"
It's fair to say that GHOST DETECTIVE is a novel about faith - faith in possibilities, faith in surviving, faith in forgiveness. It wouldn't be easy to live in a world that so openly reveals what happens to us after death, as well as how few answers we are likely to find in that afterlife. I understand how hard it is for Myron Vale to keep himself sane. That he is able to help the dead resolve the mysteries in their lives has given him a purpose that his own near-death experience almost took from him. I found GHOST DETECTIVE to be a gripping, wonderful read - and I definitely look forward to the next Myron Vale novel. Highly recommended.
[Please note: I was provided a copy of this novel for review; the opinions expressed here are my own.]