A few weeks have passed since I've read (vacations and such), so I've been neglectful of my GR reviewing duties. Written in 1953, DLT is one MacDonald's stand alone (not Travis McGee) efforts. As usual, MacDonald takes everyday standard stuff (the construction business, real estate), and turns it into a soup of jealousy, booze, sex, and mayhem. In this case Andy McClintock, a hard working college boy, sick of the New York scene, and seeking to make a new start with a hard driving developer John Long, who lately seems to have something weighing on this mind. That something is John's wife, Mary Eleanor Long, a piece of sweet talking Alabama trash who scoots in to the company parking lot one night, with her ready to go MG. Andy's working late, and it's hot and sweaty in the office. The two go for a drive, and have a drink. Mary Eleanor is so worried about John. Could Andy find out what's wrong. Right.
Things for Andy go downhill from there. Like earlier JM readings, these novels, 50 plus years old now, are still fresh. I'm fascinated with MacDonald's chronicle (lament?) for a fast changing Florida, but also a fast changing nation. Those changes, especially among the younger and hipper bunch, MacDonald views with a jaundiced eye, and the Evil in this effort is dark indeed. It's not some sort of conservative - liberal thing with MacDonald. There's more to it. He senses something dark in the American heart that's coming more and more to the surface. Anyway, it's a tight little novel, though I thought was starting to drift into a bit too comfortable of an ending. And then the hook! What a pro MacDonald was!