Back to Paris for a book Birthday

It's that time of year. Tomorrow is a book birthday for the next Aimée Leduc investigation. Hard to believe this is #18 in the series.

So I'll take our yearly dispensation to give you a preview of Murder on the Left Bank.  It's September, 1999, unseasonably warm and as usual, there's a strike in Paris.  A dying man drags his oxygen machine into the office of Éric Besson, a lawyer in Paris’s 13th arrondissement.

The old man, an accountant, is carrying a dilapidated notebook full of meticulous investment records. For decades, he has been helping a cadre of dirty cops launder stolen money. The notebook contains his full confession—he’s waited 50 years to make it, and now it can’t wait another day. He is adamant that Besson get the notebook into the hands of La Proc, Paris’s chief prosecuting attorney, so the corruption can finally be brought to light. But en route to La Proc, Besson’s courier—his assistant and nephew—is murdered, and the notebook disappears. Aimée Leduc, now a maman with a baby, Chloé, runs a private detective agency specializing in computer security after vowing never to work criminal cases again.

Aimée's juggling work, her bébe and the man in her life when Eric Besson, her best friend's cousin begs for her help. This investigation puts her on a collision course with the “Hand," a cabal of corrupt Parisian cops among whose ranks her disgraced father may have once found membership. When a friend’s child is kidnapped while wearing her daughter’s hoodie, Aimée realizes that the case has crossed into the realm of the personal in more ways than one. From the 17th century Gobelins tapestry factory

 to a clue amid the street art of the 13th arrondissement, Aimée searches for answers.

I'm hitting the road on book tour and hope you'll drop by if I'm near you.

Cara - Tuesday