Kiss Her Goodbye by Harvey Burgess
You’re not very deep into the book before you feel like you’re beside Houston on this journey, wondering what the hell happened and how to make sense of all these pieces that don’t seem to fit together.
Houston Cash is an ex-cop turned private investigator who doesn’t expect his life to be extraordinary, and that’s just how he likes it. But that’s rarely how it seems to work out for him. His cases tend to take him places where he has to employ his skills, his sense of humor, and his sense of right and wrong to maximum effect to solve the problems of the interesting people who walk through his door. Though his network of friends and contacts help him navigate the labyrinths he encounters, it almost always boils down to Houston’s own abilities to see a case through to the end.
When Houston makes the acquaintance of a bank executive’s wife, he finds himself thrust in a world of money, sex, murder, and double-crosses; it’s just another day for a detective (or so it seems). But this woman is about to lead him on a path of twists and turns with an unexpected finale, and not everyone survives. Can Houston’s instincts help him stay out of too much of the trouble she represents?
Review by Jaymie:
I’ve always loved mysteries, with my series of choice being J.D. Robb’s In Death books. When I picked up Kiss Her Goodbye, I thought that going from a female centered novel to a male centered might be jarring, but I forgot about any expected differences by the end of the first chapter. I got caught up in the story and found myself wondering what Cissy would do next – whether she was really an innocent victim or something more sinister.
I found Houston Cash to be a witty, relatable character and will be picking up his next adventure as soon as it is available. Until then, I’m following Burgess’ blog, where I’ve already discovered really interesting information about the author and his past in journalism and law enforcement. Keep on writing, Harvey!
Review by Darian Wilk:
The book begins in a very familiar way, PI in a shabby office – a loner of sorts, not much work and not much to go home to besides his cat. And in walks this beautiful young woman, a trophy wife to a multi-millionaire banker.
She’s mysterious, hiding something, and needs his help. Now the main character, Houston Cash, played up his somewhat clichéd life, but as I was reading I thought, “Oh he didn’t just go there, did he?” afraid this would be another detective novel like the thousands before it.
But Burgess has fine-tuned his craft, and echoes the talent of the masters like John Sanford, Robert B. Parker, and Ed McBain. Just as apprehension started to churn, Burgess quickly pulled me into the story with the first of many twists. You’re not very deep into the book before you feel like you’re beside Houston on this journey, wondering what the hell happened and how to make sense of all these pieces that don’t seem to fit together.