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Tim Wohlforth

A shape bends over a drink at the end of the bar in Big Emma’son Oakland’s Jack London Square, looking like a bundle of black clothes someone has left on the barstool. Full red lips that match brightly dyed hair are the only source of color, as if an artist had begun to colorize her just before she walked out of frame in a ’40s noir movie. Her name is Susan, and she is there to hire PI Jim Wolf to find her husband’s killer—and to protect her from a man called Red. Wolf takes her case, but Susan is soon murdered. Then an attempt is made on Wolf’s life … and the hunter becomes the hunted. 

With the help of two very different but important women in his life, Lori Mazzetti, his former lover whom he can no longer live with but can’t seem to survive without, and Connie Hernandez, an investigative reporter for the Oakland Tribune, Wolf sets out to track Red down. Now it’s personal. The bullets fly and the blood flows, but Wolf is just getting started. Like the alpha predator of his namesake, private investigator Jim Wolf is the last guy you’d ever want to see behind you, following in your tracks—or at your door.

Patrick Lawlor

Blackstone Publishing

Jim Wolf Trilogy

No Time to Mourn

While at a reading of a Kurt Vonnegut biography, private investigator Jim Wolf senses someone watching him. He catches sight of a young woman, maybe mid-twenties, who is short and has straight, straw-colored blond hair, granny glasses, and freckles. Her figure is more boyish than that of a grown woman. She wears jeans and a man's white dress shirt, and a cheap necklace of amber-colored beads with silver disks circles her neck. Her name is Emily. They escape the crowded bookstore and head for Wolf's boat-a simple romantic rendezvous that Emily assures Wolf they both want. In the morning Wolf wakes as two Oakland detectives land on his deck. Emily had left during the night, and their simple tryst has suddenly become complicated. Emily is dead-and Wolf is charged with her murder. With his own life in jeopardy, Wolf must find the killer. His quest leads him to the Cal campus, a bearded expert on Vonnegut who was sleeping with Emily, and a retro-sixties bash called the Commie Cafe, where the past becomes the murderous present.

Epitaph for Emily: A Jim Wolf Mystery