4.0 of 5 stars – Good Noir That Had Me Rooting for a Bad Guy.
[I'm excited to have won this as a Goodreads First Read – so thanks, Erin!]
I love mysteries, especially with a hard-boiled PI; and for those who don't mind tales of the criminal underside, this was a good dark one about an antihero fighting for his childhood friend and some justice.
When I read this, it was quite a jolt. I went straight from the British proper DCI Banks to this pop-noir - both equally good yet quite a change in style that I really enjoyed. Bob Truluck's style was gritty, cynically humorous as well as realistic, and had such a unique street way of describing things. While it's set in Florida, the locale didn't enter in as much as it being set in a criminal underworld. The plot was fairly tight and had good pace. The mystery itself was pretty straightforward; and even though it was fairly predictable, it was the action and descriptions around it that kept me interested.
There were quite a set of characters, all shady in their own ways. So it wasn't as much a good vs. evil, but a more evil vs. totally evil. And that included the MC, PI Sloan. He's a tough, bad guy I wanted to like, but right when his questionable violence and morals got a bit much and I was on the verge of signing him off, Truluck threw in a sentimental scene that showed his softer, good side … not fair. Yet, even with Sloan's loyalty and caring for the innocent, I still leaned a bit toward thinking the violence and morals was a bit over the top.
Ultimately, the title captured the essence of this noir. Sloan's oldest friend said it: "I don't feel anymore. No highs, no lows. No joy, no sorrow. No blacks, no grays - no color…. My whole life's flat white." But to Sloan's credit, he didn't go there and in his own way fought for right; and for me that was what counted.