A reader might walk into an erotic pick-a-genre story and think that there are caveats, that the story can't really be good because, well, it's erotic. Those reading this might think, "5 stars to an erotic mystery; yeah, because he thought it was hot." But this is the crazy part, friends; those five stars are there because this is an excellent story.
Okay, let's get this out there first. This is an erotic mystery, and there are entire chapters devoted to sex. In fact, the final outcome hinges on a chapter-long sex scene. And nothing about this is a problem because it works. All the sex scenes are well done, thoughtful, hot, and completely within character, if your main character happens to be a single man who likes to fuck and he's surrounded by some willing accomplices. It works. Run with it because the rest of the story works, too.
Danny Diamond is your typical gumshoe, but there's nothing wrong with that. He's living in 1950s Los Angeles, a place where the world of Hollywood is taking shape. It's grimy. It's decadent. It's a place with no-nonsense cops, femme fatales and even the occasional damsel in distress, and Danny is here for it. He was kicked off the force and now runs his own detective agency with his friend. This is a perfect setup for a guy who has no problem bending, even breaking, some rules and arms. He can look the other way, pocket some cash, and deliver a beatdown without spending the rest of his life repenting. But he's got morals. Yeah, he's fucking his partner's wife, but he's not a murderer.
Enter the femme fatale, or is she a damsel in distress? You'll have to read the book to find out. She's got a problem, and she's smoking hot. Will Danny help? His dick's already hard; fuck yeah he's ready to help. She's got no cash though, but they'll work out a payment plan somehow. You get the picture. Is it cheesy? No, because it works. Patricia Carlyle is a solid character, not just a side piece. Her motivations will come through over time, but in the meantime, she's the spark that ignites Danny's flame.
And off we go. Danny has a case he didn't expect, and everything that happens thereafter turns out to be pretty unexpected. There are twists and turns, and they all work. Danny navigates them all with the grace of a bull in a china shop, but that's his style, and you can't begrudge a man for having a style. He's a hard-boiled gumshoe. He's supposed to barrel around and knock shit over. And if the occasional pussy lands in his lap, what's a guy to do?
So, where do we end up? With a well-written novel, a solid plot, and sex scenes you won't skip over. Logan nails it front to back (and so does Danny). Danny Diamond is a great character - smart, resourceful, conniving but with a heart. The cast of supporting characters are fully developed and have purpose. Even the sex has purpose, and that's the key to writing a good erotic story. The fucking isn't gratuitous. It's purposeful AND fun. And in the end, Logan delivers a score that should have you eager to go on to the other books in the series, of which I already have two: Cherchez La Femme and Old Flames Never Die.
If you like hard-nosed detectives you can cheer for, and you're not afraid to stick around when the lights go out, give Danny Diamond a try. And ladies, if you've ever had the hots for Alan Ritchson as Jack Reacher, here's what you've been missing.