Fresh Blood and Old Music

Detective Jim Evans hates dead-body days.

A murder in Las Vegas with only one incoherent witness.

A cryptic clue all that guides the investigation.

Will a love of old music lead to justice?

An excerpt from Fresh Blood and Old Music:

Jim set the “I’m a cop, don’t tow me” placard on the dash, and killed the Dr. Demento CD.

“I don’t know how you listen to that stuff,” Flor said as she got out. “Fish heads, cowboys named Irving, Kinko the Clown… My mama would slap me silly, she ever heard me playing that stuff.”

“Clears my head. A little positive nonsense keeps the cobwebs away. Besides, I’ve also graced you with the great mid-century classics. Bill Haley, Patti Page, Screaming Jay Hawkins. Anyway, what did you find on our dead guy?”