As a mysterious fireplace rages through the hills above a privileged city in Southern California, Archer tracks a lacking baby who could be the pawn in a marital fight or the sufferer of a weird and wonderful kidnapping. What he uncovers amid the ashes is murder—and a path of explanations as flamable as gasoline. The Underground guy is a detective novel of cruel suspense and tragic intensity, with an unfaltering perception into the ethical ambiguities on the center of California's model of the yankee dream.
If any author might be stated to have inherited the mantle of Dashiell Hammet and Raymond Chandler, it used to be Ross Macdonald. among the past due Forties and his demise in 1983, he gave the yankee crime novel a mental intensity and ethical complexity that his predecessors had in basic terms hinted at. And within the personality of Lew Archer, Macdonald redefined the personal eye as a roving sense of right and wrong who walks the treacherous frontier among felony guilt and human sin.
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