I have read two books in this series, and read them out of sequence. It works, anyway. Tuby Dubonnet is a genial, not particularly driven attorney. He likes food, he loves his city (New Orleans), and he isn't dumb. In this case, a client falls into his lap: a casino. It seems like an easy g...
This mystery is set in New Orleans during Mardi Gras.When a murderous trio tries to rob a bank, a hard rain pounds the French Quarter and the bank they've just robbed. Coming out with their stolen goods, they find the streets flooded. They commandeer a rowboat. When an unsuspecting woman tries to...
The problem with starting a series in the middle is that you spend a lot more time than you want trying to figure out the 'regular' characters. Once past that, I thoroughly enjoyed the first part of the book - well, 3/4 of the way through. And I didn't minds that it wasn't all packaged up neatly ...
"Crime Czar" is the next crime mystery novel in a series, following "Shelter From The Storm." The author is a New Orleans lawyer, like the protagonist. Tubby Dubonnet is a flawed figure, he has a drinking problem, but his ability to mix with a wide-ranging assortment of characters from al...
Jason asked Tubby. “Lower end of the scale.” He sized up the menu. “I think I’ll go for the BLT,” which was described as a crispy soft shell crab served with bacon, lettuce and tomato on toast. It came with fries. Tubby Dubonnet, who defined New Orleans food broadly as all of the very tasty food ...
A solo artist was on stage, a spectrally thin man whose bushy white beard hid his mouth, and almost his nose and eyes as well, belting out the blues and loudly strumming a twelve-string steel guitar. His amp was the size of a small microwave but still made plenty of sound as he worked through “Ma...
A paper cup full of take-out CC’s coffee was in his hand, and he was strolling to his office to relax for just a minute before his 8 o’clock lecture on “Comparative Latin American Politics.” A flock of ring-billed gulls passed overhead bound for a fish breakfast in Lake Borgne. He was uplifted by...
It was only a few minutes’ drive past the Clio (affectionately known as “CL 10”) housing project. Tubby always told out-of-town visitors to the restaurant that the neighborhood looked worse than it really was. He braked hard to avoid butting a couple of kids who sped through a red light on their ...
Flowers would point out a plywood sign promising that looters will be shot, and Hope would point out a convenience store with all the plate glass smashed leaving empty shelves visible inside. Approaching the parish line they could see ahead a blockade of police vehicles, lights flashing. Flowers ...
For some reason they were driving together on a winding road in Mississippi. He knew it was Mississippi because of all the pine trees and crows. Unexpectedly they entered the scenic perimeter of what apparently was a vast chemical plant. To his right, into the forest, a sign pointed the way to GA...
Hossein rubbed away enough condensation to see who it was. He refused to roll his window down. “Oh, boy,” Collette said in disgust. She cracked hers an inch. A large black man, hunched over against the gale, stuck his eyes up to the gap in the glass. &nbs...
Tubby yelled while he clanged the knocker on the wood. He was at Debbie’s apartment building. It was a place with lots of palm trees and a pool. He knew if he kept pounding, heads would peek out up and down the hall. “It’s your old brother-in-law, Tubby.” Finally the door ...
There weren’t many. His client Adrian, also known as Monster Mudbug, had called. Also, one Bijan Botaswati had left a number. “It’s pretty interesting about him, boss. I didn’t do too well at the Levee Board,” she reported tentatively. “Why not? What happened?” “Well, it took a long time to find ...
She was behind the bar, mixing an old-fashioned for the nice old man who pumped gas at the marina, when this skinny kid with long blond hair, good-looking but vacant and needy somehow, sat down. He waved until she paid him some attention. “Is Darryl Alvarez here?” he asked. He had a look of despe...