James Whelpley

Only two or three pages in, I knew I was going to like this book. Trinity Works Alone begins with titular private detective, Frank Trinity, hustling some poor schleb on the tennis courts. Trinity is hired to find the missing daughter of a man (the schled) who dropped out of school, and seemingly off the face of the Earth, save for cryptic phone calls to her father demanding money. Trevor Holliday writes Frank Trinity with a steady hand and a wry sense of humor. Maybe the best thing about Holliday's writing is his depictions of Tucson. Trinity stalks the streets of Tucson like Chandler's Marlowe in Hollywood or Ross MacDonald's Lew Archer in Santa Teresa. Holliday knows the denizens of this place, from the Native Americans to the party-first frat boys. If you are a fan of the detective genre, you will want to add Holliday and Frank Trinity to your shelf.