John is a purchasing agent with nothing to live for in Minneapolis in the year 2000. In 1945, he is dropped naked into a steamy
New Orleans shower. This is the bizarre reality our hero confronts. He becomes private investigator John Evans, armed with nothing
but his wit and a thirst for answers.
John isn't just on a mission to survive the sweltering heat and jazz-soaked nights of the Big Easy. He quickly becomes entangled in a web of
intrigue, tasked with solving a case as brutal as it is baffling.
But John is not just any gumshoe. He is a man out of time grappling with the cultural clashes and historical oddities of a bygone era.
His modern sensibilities clash with the ingrained prejudices of the past, forcing him to adapt and improvise in a world where futuristic k
knowledge is both an advantage and a liability.
It's a story about reinvention, finding your place in a new world and cracking a case that transcends societal boundaries.
I was hooked within the first few lines. A great novel with the echo of the 50s black and white detective films. Long live John Evans, which ever decade he's in. Oops, I may have given away parts of book two... Natacha Cohen SNRBS