Kinsey Millhone is a private detective living in Santa Teresa, CA. She is an ex-cop, been married and divorced several times. She is an orphan raised by her Aunt, and she is self sufficient to the extreme.
Kinsey lives in a small apartment that has been refurbished (a bomb destroyed the old one) in a nautical motif by her beloved landlord, Henry, and currently drives a bright blue Mustang after her VW Beetle met it’s demise at the hands of a bad guy.
Kinsey, a few books ago, found (albeit hesitantly) that she has family. And, in “W”, Kinsey’s family connections grow substantially…but….. not in a good way.
But, I get ahead of myself…..
Two men are dead.
One Kinsey knew from working with him in the past (he also was a PI), and one she never met, but……he had her phone number and name in his pocket.
Pete Wolinsky was shot to death near a bar filled with cops. He was the PI, and, while he was alive, he did all he could to cheat the system, cut corners, and, generally piss everyone off.
His violent death was a shock, but, not a surprise.
John Doe (no ID yet) was a homeless man who died in his sleeping bag on the beach. John Doe had Kinsey’s name and number in his pocket which led to Kinsey seeing the man for the first time…..at the morgue.
Little did Kinsey know that investigating these two deaths would lead to……
Oh, to find out what happens, you will have to read the book.
“W is for Wasted” is a long (over 500 pages), interesting, complex mystery where Kinsey has to unravel more than one thread…all of which are dangerous. I loved it, and took my time reading it, as there are only two more books to go. Sadly, the alphabet ends with “Y”. ?