Murder in Montmartre (Paperback)
Soho Crime, 9781569474457, 306pp.
Publication Date: March 1, 2007
Aimee Leduc is having a bad day. First, she comes home from work at her Paris detective agency to learn that her boyfriend is leaving her. She goes out for a drink with her friend Laure, a police officer, but Laure's patrol partner, Jacques, interrupts, saying he needs to talk to Laure urgently. The two leave the bar, and when they don t return, Aimee follows Laure's path and finds her sprawled on a snowy rooftop, not far from Jacques, who is bleeding from a fatal gunshot wound.
When the police arrive, they arrest Laure for murder. No one is interested in helping Aimee figure out the truth. As she chases down increasingly dangerous leads in the effort to free her friend, Aimee stumbles into a web of Corsican nationalists, separatists, gangsters, and artists. Could Jacques's murder and Laure's arrest be part of a much bigger cover-up?
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Praise For Murder in Montmartre…
“Chilling. . . . The book vividly depicts a gritty, working-class part of Paris. . . . Black succeeds in making the reader feel the damp, the snow, the fear.”—Publishers Weekly
“I always wondered why I used to quicken my step in Montmartre. After reading Cara Black’s wonderful book, now I know. As atmospheric as anything by John le Carré.”—Philip Kerr, author of Berlin Noir
Praise for the Aimée Leduc series:
“If you’ve always wanted to visit Paris, skip the air fare and read Cara Black . . . instead.”—Val McDermid
“Fine characters, good suspense, but, best of all, they are transcendentally, seductively, irresistibly French. If you can’t go, these will do fine. Or, better, go and bring them with you.”—Alan Furst
“She makes Paris come alive as no one else has since Georges Simenon.”—Stuart Kaminsky
“If you’ve never been to Paris, or you’d like to go back soon, let Cara Black transport you there.”—Linda Fairstein
“Charming. . . . Aimée is one of those blithe spirits who can walk you through the city’s historical streets and byways with their eyes closed.”—The New York Times Book Review