Praise for Sandra Scoppettone’s This Dame for Hire
“Faye Quick is a real hoot, a tough-talking, wisecracking, lovable character in the mold of Sam Spade and Philip Marlowe. Scoppettone also does a bang-up job of re-creating New York City of the World War II era, a rich setting for a mystery story.”
“The author hits the ground running with the appealing, savvy Faye and her network of cops and friends. The strong characters are complemented by Scoppettone’s insightful look at World War II New York.”
–Fort Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel
“[Faye] is the real gem here. She rises to every situation, even as she doesn’t believe she has it in her. She’s fun, caring, loves art and literature, hates pretense, and is quick with the zingers.”
–Detroit Free Press
“Quick is a most interesting and original creation, and Sandra Scoppettone has come up with a vivid picture of a city not only surviving but thriving under a cloud of wartime gloom. . . . Her details of life in Manhattan . . . sound like the real McCoy.”
“[Faye Quick is] a fascinating new heroine to be watched.”
–Library Journal (starred review)
The Barnes & Noble Review
In the sequel to Sandra Scoppettone's This Dame for Hire -- a hard-boiled mystery saga set in 1943 New York City that introduced secretary-turned-private eye Faye Quick -- the intrepid female gumshoe is faced with a case involving a beautiful woman and her AWOL army private boyfriend.
With her boss overseas in the armed forces, secretary Quick has temporarily taken over the reins of the detective agency and has succeeded in solving some big cases. But when a tearful bombshell named Claire Turner -- "a long drink of water" -- enlists Quick's help in tracking down her wayward boyfriend, Charlie, the female P.I. has no idea what she's in for. The missing-person case quickly turns into a murder investigation when a body is found in Charlie's hotel room. Then Turner receives a call from Charlie's alleged kidnappers, who demand $100,000 in cash. Quick's intuition tells her something isn't quite right, and her persistent probing begins to uncover the unlikeliest of conspiracies…
This sequence of novels by Scoppettone is noteworthy for its setting: a painstakingly researched and vividly described New York City at the height of WWII. From war bonds to victory gardens to the rationing of food and gas and the shortage of cigarettes and nylons, Scoppettone's re-creation of wartime America is spot on. Additionally, the character of Faye Quick -- a strong, smart, and savvy female thriving not only in a male-dominated profession but also in a male-dominated society -- makes the series a must-read fans of historical mysteries. (Pack of unfiltered Camel cigarettes and bottle of Royal Crown Cola not included.) Paul Goat Allen
Like Scoppettone's This Dame for Hire (2005), which introduced Faye Quick, the semitough New York steno who turns private eye after her boss goes off to fight in WWII, this sequel vividly recreates 1943 Manhattan-the rumble of the subway train, the rattle of the taxi in a city not slowed down for a second by a war or an oppressive heat wave. Faye's voice is again pitch perfect, but the story isn't as strong as the earlier novel's. Claire Turner, a blonde beauty who works as a salesgirl at Wanamaker's department store, plays on Faye's sympathies to get her to agree to spend some of her time looking for Claire's missing GI boyfriend, Charlie Ladd. (Movie names dot every page: not only Turner and Ladd but folks called Widmark, Byington, Duff and Cummings have roles.) Of course, the too-good-to-be-true Charlie turns out to be just that, murders are committed both coolly and in hot blood, and all the while our very interesting Faye does a great imitation of the sort of dame Ida Lupino was born to play. (June) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
The scene is New York City in the 1940s. Claire Turner, a salesgirl whose soldier boyfriend Charlie Ladd is missing, asks Faye Quick, a wisecracking private eye, to find him. Faye goes to Charlie's hotel room and discovers a dead body stuffed in the closet. As Faye attempts to solve the mystery, she deals with an array of interesting characters: Claire's sister Louise, who claims Charlie raped her; Charlie's anti-Semitic, aristocratic father; Claire's dysfunctional family; and a wounded veteran who loves Claire. Faye sees through the lies and deceptions of these individuals and finds Charlie, who turns out to be the aggressor rather than the victim. Laura Hicks does a good reading job; some of her male characters sound alike, but she captures Faye's wisecracking, tough, and vulnerable character very well. Recommended for public libraries.-Ilka Gordon, Park Synagogue Lib., Pepper Pike, OH Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Tough-talking New York shamus Faye Quick (This Dame for Hire, 2005) asks what happened to a missing GI and why trouble seems to follow the woman who's looking for him. Claire Turner's known Charlie Ladd for only six months, but that's long enough to tell her that he's the one. So when he doesn't turn up for their fourth date on the fourth day of his weeklong Army leave in July 1943, she visits A Detective Agency, shoves a fistful of bills at Faye and demands that she find him. Faye soon realizes that finding Charlie's whereabouts may be easier than figuring out what kind of guy he is. Is he really the devoted son of a blue-blood Rhode Island family? A two-timing Lothario actually engaged to another woman? A fraud? A rapist? A kidnap victim? A corpse? When the dead body found in the cupboard of Charlie's hotel room turns out to be Private David Cooper, the friend on leave with him, the case develops disturbing new dimensions. But sprightly Faye is never disturbed for long. She's too busy making time with her cop boyfriend, describing every woman she meets in exhaustive detail and dropping period slang at every opportunity. As usual with Scoppettone, who just can't keep a secret, the slack mystery takes a backseat to her loving recreation of the good war's home front.