Frank May’s law office is in San Mateo, California, his practice often dealing with wills and estates. Dead clients are an essential part of an estates practice, but these are, for almost everybody, quite natural deaths. Yet somehow, through some quirk of fate, unnatural deaths seem to plague Frank’s clients and those close to them. And he gets drawn into these mysterious affairs.
Andrew Wright, a schemer if there ever was one, was not exactly a client. Andrew had befriended a woman well past her mental prime, living in a big house in Palo Alto. Andrew took over the house, renting out rooms to a mixed group of people. Then Andrew came to Frank with a hare-brained plan: to install cameras in the house and film an actual murder. Frank wants no part of it but agrees, in a weak moment, to meet Andrew about the plan. That night, Andrew is murdered. Frank is, despite himself, entangled in the mysterious death of this schemer. But who killed Andrew? Was it one of the housemates? One of them, at least, has a sinister past — a past that seems to include getting away with murder. And what role did another of Andrew’s schemes — his collection of lurid tales about earthquakes, sex, and embarrassing moments — play in his death? After a copycat murder nearby, the mystery only grows deeper.
A Frank May Mystery from Quid Pro Books.