Book ordered.
As one of the proofers, let me back ip ChasSmith’s earlier comments about what fun this book is. Like retired detective Harry Stearns, I hate Vegas. But I loved BK’s recreation of world that exists no longer, a world of glamour and glitz, with something sinister not too far below the surface. There’s even a Sondheim reference or two, making the Easter eggs worth the hunt. But it’s the relationship between Harry and his secretary Bernice that I enjoyed the most.