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Sergeant Doyle Griffin and his partner Investigator Gary Keith, of Horton County Tennessee, are called to the scene of a homicide. The victim is a biker, who acts as bouncer for a local strip club. He has been shot with a silver bullet and his head has been severed from his body. Both head and torso have been stuffed with cloves of garlic. An attempt to keep the gory details from the press are thwarted by a publicity seeking officer nicknamed. This would have been a mundane police procedural except for the fact that the author has created some endearing characters. Griffin more or less lives with Sarah Trinkle, who is a licensed psychotherapist and a practitioner of the Wiccan religion. Doyle is afraid to commit himself because he has been married 4 times, so he uses his pottery making as an excuse to keep his apartment. Keith is also of working class background, but, unlike his partner, Gary has a college degree, has cleaned up his accent, and dresses in expensive Italian suits, as if he wanted to forget his roots. But he and Doyle work well together. Suspects abound: there is a man who claims to be a werewolf who runs around with a mostly wolf - german shepherd cross, and a Native American ex-cop who retired with a knee injury and now runs a gift shop in nearby Gatlinburg, plus the obligatory biker gang leader, who, in this case, has a higher college degree, and the owner of the strip club at which the first victim worked. Most of the cops are people you'd like to get to know. The character development is a bit sketchy but there is a reasonable twist at the end. The book is sort of like comfort food (if you like garlic) Not exciting, but a relaxing few hours.
Reviewed by Barbara Franchi, April 2002
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