In this intelligent anti-noir mystery, Private Eye, Joe Nails, endures chronic dreams of a friend’s suicide, and discovers he disappeared weeks before his dreams began. So, he deepens his probe beneath both the upper and lower classes of 1958 San Francisco, only to speed down an unrelenting road of heartbreak and deception with no off-ramps to face the shocking reality of his friend’s fate, and the final desperation of his own.
My name is Ryan Janz and I’m the winner of the 2019 Nobellle Prize for Literature.* But this honor doesn’t deter me from traveling the land with my wheelbarrow and faithful dog to disperse to friendly passersby the 500,000 copies I’ve acquired of my clever mystery, Boulevard Dreams.
Thus far I’ve distributed an impressive four books, and each of those four people joyfully ran into their homes to cower behind their curtains while shaking their fists at…well…who knows what. The police have only been summoned four times, and my dog and I have marked this as a personal triumph! And despite the fact I don’t own a dog, the following day finds us packing up my wheelbarrow to travel our land once again – determined to make that fifth sale.
So, here we are.
*I’ve been known to use the alias, “Nobellle.”