Rock Critic Murders

RHYTHM AND BLUES AND RED-HOT DANGER

Semi-legendary guitar player Martin Fender was blowing smoke rings and thinking about True Love--the group, not the emotion. He'd been asked to do a reunion gig with them in Austin, Texas, for two grand. Since he'd been working as a collection agency skip-tracer to pay the rent, it was an offer a diehard musician couldn't refuse. But three corpses, a missing kilo of cocaine, and a tall redhead with a ton of trouble later, Fender knew that he should have turned the offer down flat. But hindsight is 20-20, and Fender had his future to worry about: it had .38 written all over it--along with the dark and smoky Austin club scene, some funky rhythm and blues, and lots of red-hot danger.