Fly Fishing Can Be Fatal

Max Addams Fly-Fishing Mystery #4

by David Leitz

"It was spring in Vermont. The tree frogs were singing, the trout were stirring, and the bigget firs of all was coming to Whitefork Lodge...

Genres: Mystery, Fiction

260 pages, Paperback

First published April 1, 1997

About the author

David Leitz grew up on a farm in Indiana and his love for the outdoors began in the woodlots and small ponds that surrounded his home. His love for writing began at about the same time and flourished along with painting at Syracuse University. An advertising agency copywriter and creative director in New York City, San Francisco and Boston for over thirty years, David has written and directed many famous award-winning ads and television commercials. He and his wife Frances live in a 250 year old farm house near the ocean on Massachusetts' north coast although David does much of his writing in a rustic little cabin a roll cast away from a trout stream in southern Vermont. He is the author of five Max Addams' novels as well as numerous award winning short stories.

Reviews

[Glen · Rating 3 out of 5]

Our protagonist needs money, and a mafia godfather wants to flyfish. Sounds like a match made in heaven until the mobster is murdered. His politician girlfriend is being called soft on crime, because, well, she's soft on crime, and the voters are noticing. The crime needs solving, and the mobsters aren't very cooperative.

A different sort of entry for this series.

[Stephen Metcalfe]

It’s a book that’s all over the board. It is about a mafia boss
Then the 25 year old girlfriend and mayor (savior of the nearby city)
You have other characters in there for some reason.
Max Adams the open minded person who owns the lodge a cuck to say the least.
By and large he lets a Boss stay at the lodge to fly fish. The Boss of coarse is murdered. Now there is video equipment and guards watching to see that the boss man stays safe. He didn’t stay safe but since it wasn’t their falt they were like Oh well! Nothing adds up and it’s all comes down to an 8th grade essay on fiction meets Harlequin romance