Zulu, The Rap Factor's protagonist and Miami's hottest P.I., is badder than Shaft and gets more women into bed than James Bond. When a beautiful young rapper poised for the top of the charts is found dead in her apartment, not a mark on her perfect ebony body, Zulu is off and jamming. What ensues is fully worthy of the writer who has been praised by Vanity Fair for his "cool, stylish puzzlers" and by the Los Angeles Times as one capable of "four-star pop entertainment." "This novel has gas, written in the mile-a-minute, rat-a-tat style of rap. [Delacorta] mixes John D. McDonald, Dashiell Hammett and Mickey Spillane, along with a healthy dose of wit and pure fun, and comes up with one of the best reads of the summer." -- The Washington Post Book World
This was a disappointment. I am a big fan of the Gorodish and Alba novels and I wondered if Delacorta had written anything since. Unfortunately, he wrote this.
The hero of this novel is completely implausible. He has more going for him than any human that ever lived, including a computer in his car that gives him access to police records. He sleeps in a different hotel room (with a different woman) every night. Money is never a problem. He is a master of French Boxing, which is apparently better than Kung Fu.
While the Gorodish and Alba novels asked you to believe a lot, they gave you a good story in return. Not this. I did manage to finish it, but it never really engaged me.
New character - Zulu aka Ignazio Talawapi Alonzo Marwin Utusha Tenero. A private investigator based in Miami with 2 associates- Lita & Ray. No office but great car.
Becomes enmeshed in voodoo with the death of an up and coming rap singer- Princess Bashma.