The Final Country
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- £5.99
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- £5.99
Publisher Description
‘This complex thriller is so hardboiled it makes Ellroy and Connelly read like Simon and Garfunkel… it’s good. Very good’ Time Out
Settling – and calming – down is never easy. Especially not for Milo Milodragovitch. He’s set up a bar, and found a woman he thinks he may love, but he can’t leave his work as a private investigator behind entirely.
When he crosses paths with ex-con Enos Walker, and as the bullets fly, he’s launched on to a cocaine- and alcohol-fuelled quest to solve a 20-year-old mystery. It’s a journey that will take him racing across Texas, Montana and Mexico, with barely a moment for him – or you – to catch breath…
‘A brilliant achievement, with Crumley returned to his full powers, seeming to say with each assured sentence, “Yeah, I’m an old dog, but I still wag the baddest bone”’ Publishers Weekly
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
PI Milo Milodragovich turns a very hammered 60 years old in this energetic, poetic, violent and extremely funny ride, which comes within a belly laugh or two of equaling Crumley's absolute masterpiece, The Last Good Kiss (1978). "The rumors of my near demise haven't been exaggerated," Milo says, "but unfortunately for my enemies, I'm not dead yet." After finally collecting his long-deferred family inheritance (plus a huge cache of loot from the bad guys) in Bordersnakes (1996), the author's previous novel, he seems ready to settle down in Texas, the state with "more handguns than cows." He has a woman he may love, and now owns a bar. Milo, however, just can't let go of investigative work. As he tracks down a wandering wife whose implants have made her the pool-playing terror of many a roadhouse, he is on the scene as a gigantic black man named Enos Walker tears into a dive and kills a drug dealer. When Milo asks a couple of questions about Walker, bullets start coming his way, sending him on a cocaine-and-alcohol fueled trip for answers that may be 20 years old, hidden behind deception and sex and death, going from Texas to Las Vegas and Montana. Plot twists and details seem loose and easy, yet every thread is sewn tight as a hardball. This is a brilliant achievement, with Crumley returned to his full powers, seeming to say with each assured sentence, Yeah, I'm an old dog, but I still wag the baddest bone.
