It was supposed to be a simple heist. But running with art thieves could get them killed.
San Francisco. Disgraced investigative journalist Camden Swanson spends his nights guzzling beer and penning nonsensical poetry. Forced into working as a museum guard after writing a drug-addled story that lost him his job, his life takes a wild twist when he’s offered a huge sum to help steal his employer’s prized Matisse statues. But when someone else mysteriously snatches the sculptures first, Camden’s beautiful benefactor accuses him of the crime and demands he return them … or die.
Unable to persuade the vengeful femme fatale that he didn’t double-cross her, Camden engages the help of Veronica Zarcarsky, a recent journalism school grad. When they discover a shocking secret and everything they’ve learned turns out to be a lie, Swanson suffers a brutal attack and his partner is nearly murdered.
Can the ragtag duo crack the case before they end up in the obituaries?
Set in the summer of 1999 in Hollywood, my debut novel is a story of lost love and the struggle to follow your dreams in the city that projects happy endings on the silver screen, but is less charitable with them in real life.
