Devlin Tracy. A vodka-swilling wise ass Vegas resident trying to avoid running into his ex-wife and their shrill kids. He's an freelance insurance investigator with a hot girlfriend/blackjack dealer/part-time hooker. This old guy dies in a NJ hospital shortly after changing his will and turning over his estate to the doctor-owner. The family is seriously p.o'ed.The insurance company CEO has a lifelong friend in the same hospital and want Trace to look in on him and his wife. Yeah, Trace is a jerk with a quick acerbic tongue, but he gets results and that's why insurance companies hire him. He manages to piss off most every person he meets as he asks questions of.
Like your investigator to be a smart ass jerk? Elvis Cole does it better. This initial (1984) Devlin Trace book was OK, but I'm not all that sure it was enough to bring me back. Were I not a fan of Robert Crais' Elvis Cole/Joe Pike series, this might've been worth pursuing.
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