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Friends in high places
Hendricks, Michael.
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New York : Scribner's ; Toronto : Collier Macmillan Canada ; New York : Maxwell Macmillan International, [1990]

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230 pages ; 22 cm
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Booklist Review

Officially, dogged sleuth Rita Noonan is watching a husband for a worried wife. The husband is a film professor at Columbia with a would-be home-wrecker in his class. He doesn't seem all that impressed. The wife thinks otherwise. It's a tricky spot for Rita. Her tastes run to rumpled tweed and starchy manners so the good prof is pretty much custom made. Unofficially, Rita is following the meteoric rise and painfully extended fall of Wilsey Weiss, former cop and former partner to her former husband, Frank. Wilsey went from department golden boy and undercover surveillance star to junkie, thief, pimp, deadbeat, and, now, corpse on the floor of Rita's threadbare apartment. He also went to his death with a few police secrets. Rita has a tight budget, a womanizing slob of a senior partner, very little luck with the opposite sex, and an irresistible brand of hard-luck charisma. Her debut, last year's Money to Burn [BKL My 15 89], introduced one of the more agreeably downbeat of the new and ever-growing breed of female sleuths. High Places continues in the same vein with similar success. More Rita would be most welcome. ~--Peter Robertson

Publisher's Weekly Review

Rita Noonan, a high-heeled gumshoe who does most of the legwork for her New York City detective agency, is wishy-washy and amateurish; it's no wonder business is bad. Yet Hendricks's ( Money to Burn ) tough-talking heroine is totally nonplussed by the sleaziness of her work world, with its cops on the take, philandering spouses and druggies. Only messy murder victims make her queasy--but when one shows up spattered all over her one-room living quarters and turns out to be her ex-husband's ex-police buddy, she feels honor-bound to track down the perpetrator. From this point, the sordid tale becomes muddied with excess characters, all of them seedy and unsavory, and bogged down in a plethora of possible solutions, none of them especially engaging. Worst, the narrator herself appears incapable of reacting, no matter how extensively she is insulted. As the book evokes sympathy for neither victim nor Noonan, even the reek of police corruption and cover-up, another corpse and an attempted rape do little to enliven the proceedings. (Jan.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved