Mobsters, crooked cops, dead strippers, and an ornery cat.
Armand Rosamilia and Erin Louis make you feel dirty with their close look at the seedy underbelly of Las Vegas.
This was a story I didn’t want to put down. Grit and glitter littered the pages, and the garbage kept getting piled higher as every single character was in over their heads.
Stripper Noir was my first read from both of the authors, and I am excited to explore more from them. They did a fantastic job at digging into the heads of the characters and showing us what made them tick.
The sense of place in this novel was superb. It didn’t matter if the action was taking place in a diner, VIP room at a strip club, seedy hotel, or apartment, the atmosphere was spot on. The inner workings of a strip club came to life with Louis’s contributions. She poured out her lived experience onto the page (well, hopefully not everything in this book was a lived experience!), and it shows in the level of detail.
If you’re looking for a dark and disturbing mystery, look no further.