From Publishers Weekly
Harry James Denton, a private investigator, has been hired to find a very rich, very troubled, teenage girl. Having runaway from her prominent family, 17-year-old Stacy Jameson has sunk into the sleaze, sex, and sin side of Nashville. These settle over the hero's head like dark netting, slowing and blinding him as he searches the grim bottom of the city. There are many weak links in the novel: too many detailed driving descriptions, dialogue which doesn't work, a few cardboard characters, and a slow start. But readers will be rewarded if they stick with it as the novel gets better with each page. Copyright 1996 Reed Business Information, Inc.

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FOOLS RUSH IN. . .
I'd done some crazy stuff off-and-on the last couple of years. My life had gone off in some weird directions. But nothing could match yanking a stoned, naked, sick seventeen-year-old girl out of a murder scene and sneaking her off under the nose of the police.
Harry James Denton is no fool. But his search for a rich runaway teen, Stacey Jameson, takes him to the seamy and very wild side of Nashville. Nobody's chain lays straight, a friend tells Harry. But Stacey's is especially twisted, with links that lead back to a family filled with secrets. Even a hardboiled P.I. like Harry isn't prepared for what awaits him in the depths of hard-core hell, where only he can save a lost girl before she destroys herself or lets a ruthless murderer do it for her.
"Steven Womack has done for male private eye fiction what Grafton and Paretsky did for women operatives in the Eighties, and if you haven't heard of him yet, you will."
—Mostly Murder

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