An interesting book by another underrated, lost, and almost forgotten novelist. This one is murder mystery in the vein of Mary Roberts Rinehart, Dorothy L. Sayers, Dashiell Hammett, and Raymond Chandler. One of the Travis McGee novels all titled to include a hue from the color spectrum. McGee, something other than a professional detective, has the qualities of a Sam Spade, or Philip Marlowe, bedding down the best of the dames (although not all of themhe does pass on some), but always with a more polished prose. The author, always the sociological sexologist, is up to tune. Not a shabby read for a quiet evening or two.
John D. McDonald's Travis McGee series (the 19th of the series). One of America's leading storytellers.
A girl in a coma inherits a fortune when tycoon, Ellis Esterland was beaten to death at a stop on the Florida Turnpike. The girl, his daughter, lies unconscious, never to recovery from a road accident. When she dies a few weeks later, the significant fortune passes to the estranged wife, Josie, and to Josie's weird friend, Kesner, a film maker.
Esterland's son, Ron, got nothing. Ron hires McGee, promising him half the inheritance if McGee can discover the truth about the unsolved murder. "People who arrange a man's death, even if he's already dying, shouldn't inherit." Ron says. What a tangles trail and the quick McGee to entertain readers. I could not put it down.
The story was okay, but not as strong as some earlier Travis McGee books. Not a good book to start the series with.
#19 in Travis McGee series.