Dirty Tricks

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Dirty Tricks

By Michael Dibdin

Vintage Crime/Black Lizard, Paperback, 9780375700095, 256pp.

Publication Date: July 8, 2003

A comedy of manners, a mystery thriller, and a sardonic satire whose deliciously unscrupulous narrator claims that everything he did regarding his victims was market-led, Dirty Tricks is pure entertainment from one of the most inventive writers around.
When the nameless narrator embarks upon an affair with Karen, a seemingly vapid P.E. teacher married to a boring accountant, he does not know her fetish is for adultery while her husband is in the room or loitering nearby. But once he finds out, he doesn t care. He has been abroad for twenty years, and since his return to merry old England he's been startlingly uninhibited by morals or a conscience. Which is not only why he eventually gets involved with blackmail, a kidnapping, and two murders, but also how, with hilariously syllogistic logic, he's able to justify his role in all of it.

About the Author
Born in England, Michael Dibdin attended schools in Scotland and Ireland, and after earning a B.A. at the University of Sussex went on to complete an M.A. in English Literature at the University of Alberta. He then spent four years in Italy teaching at the University of Perugia. In 1988, Dibdin introduced the Italian cop Aurelio Zen in Ratking, which won the Gold Dagger award in the same year, and in 1994, he won France's Grand Prix de Litterature Policiere for the third novel in the Zen series, Cabal. Dibdin reviews regularly for the "Independent on Sunday" and lives in Seattle with his third wife, Kathrine Beck, also a mystery writer. The Aurelio Zen series is translated into sixteen languages (including Italian).He died in 2007.

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Praise For Dirty Tricks

“Superb . . . . It’s just like James M. Cain, only funny. Come to think of it, maybe it’s more just like Nabokov. Only fun.” --The New York Times

“[A] superior piece of noir. . . brisk, absorbing and . . . satisfying.” --The Sunday Times

“Nasty, original, murderously funny entertainment.” --The Independent