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Rhode Island Red
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- £9.99
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- £9.99
Publisher Description
Nanette est une jeune Noire américaine qui vit en jouant du saxo dans les rues de New York. Elle est passionnée de jazz. Un jour, elle est abordée par un autre musicien qu’elle retrouvera assassiné plus tard, chez elle, pendant la nuit. Elle découvre alors sa véritable identité : Sig était policier. Pourquoi alors lui a-t-il laissé 60 000 $ roulés au fond de son saxo ? Walter, son fiancé, la demande en mariage alors qu’elle vient de rencontrer Henry, fou comme elle de Charlie Parker. A travers les rues de New York, elle va retrouver tous ceux qui connaissent le secret de Rhode Island Red. Hommage à Charlie Parker, ce premier roman de Charlotte Carter nous présente une nouvelle héroïne de la série « Policiers Bourgois », Nanette, une étudiante en lettres qui ne délaisse ni les bars ni la musique.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Style's the thing in this breezy, sexy mystery narrated by Nanette, a French-speaking, sax-playing street musician so charming and confident that she overshadows her own story. Having once more broken up with her on-again, off-again boyfriend, Walter, Nanette agrees to let another musician crash in her New York City apartment. When she wakes up during the night, she finds him lying on her floor with a knife sticking out of his throat and discovers that he was an undercover cop. Then she finds (and begins to spend) $60,000 in cash that had been stuffed into her saxophone. Soon, a mysterious stranger begins sending her yellow roses and begs her to teach him all she knows about Charlie Parker. It seems somewhat contrived that Nanette, as smart as she is ("I was one of those obnoxious child prodigies whose exploits are fillers for the Daily News"), fails to connect the dots between the men in her life, but her sardonic wit ("Two men do not a slut make. But, still and all, two ain't one") will help incredulous readers suspend their disbelief. The details about music and musicians are well-placed, and Nanette's down-and-out colleagues are an intriguing, believable bunch.