The Pope of Palm Beach
by Tim Dorsey

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From Florida's king of mayhem--"compulsively irreverent and shockingly funny" ( Boston Globe ) New York Times bestselling author Tim Dorsey--comes a diabolically madcap adventure featuring the indomitable Serge A.  Read more...

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From Florida's king of mayhem--"compulsively irreverent and shockingly funny" (Boston Globe) New York Times bestselling author Tim Dorsey--comes a diabolically madcap adventure featuring the indomitable Serge A. Storms.

No one worships the Sunshine State as much as Serge A. Storms. Perpetually hunting Floridian arcana and lore, he and his permanently baked sidekick, Coleman, are on the road again. This time they're on a frenzied literary pilgrimage that leads them back to Riviera Beach, the cozy seaside town where the boys spent their formative years.

Growing up, Serge was enthralled by the Legend of Riviera Beach, aka Darby, a welder at the port who surfed the local waves long before the hot spots were hot. A god on the water, the big-hearted surfer was a friend to everyone--the younger surfers, cops, politicians, wealthy businessmen and ordinary Joes--a generosity of spirit that earned him the admiration of all. Meanwhile, there was a much murkier legend that made the rounds of the schoolyards from Serge's youth--that of the crazy hermit living in a makeshift jungle compound farther up the mysterious Loxahatchee River than anyone dared to venture.

Then Serge moved away. But never forgot.

Now he's back, with those legends looming larger than ever in the rearview mirror of his memory. As his literary odyssey moves north from Key West, closer and closer to his old stomping grounds, Serge digs into the past as only Serge can. Along the way, he unintentionally disturbs some long-forgotten ground, attracting the attention of a cast of villains that only Florida can produce.

As the body count grows, so does the list of questions:

Why are the guys in the hard hats worried about the monkeys? When do you hack a motel air-conditioner? How does Coleman get high with cat toys? Who is expecting the dildo? And will book tours ever be the same after Serge decides to check one out?

Told in alternating flashbacks between Serge and Coleman's childhoods and the present day, The Pope of Palm Beach is a witty and deliciously violent delight from the twisted imagination of Tim Dorsey.

  • ISBN-13: 9780062429254
  • ISBN-10: 0062429256
  • Publisher: William Morrow & Company
  • Publish Date: January 2018
  • Page Count: 352
  • Dimensions: 9.1 x 6.3 x 1.4 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 1.05 pounds

Series: Serge Storms #2

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“The sun was going down behind the Big Burger when the alligator came flying in the drive-through window. . . . The manager hung his head. ‘Not again.’ ” When the opening paragraph reads like this, it’s a fair bet that the next several hundred pages will be equally strange and hilarious, and that the writer responsible for it all is Tim Dorsey. The Pope of Palm Beach is Dorsey’s 21st book to feature the beloved Serge A. Storms, a psychologically unbalanced—yet exceptionally charismatic—vigilante whose moral compass doesn’t always, shall we say, point toward true north. As this installment kicks off in the Florida Keys, Serge and his perpetually stoned sidekick, Coleman, embark on a mad romp through Florida’s history and popular culture, all the while dispensing justice whenever they deem it necessary. A particularly amusing (and disturbing) vignette features a Martin Shkreli-esque pharmaceutical magnate who gets his just desserts after unfairly upping (by several thousand percent) the price of a medication needed to save infants from a deadly protozoa infection. Plotting is secondary (or tertiary) to the zany characters and screamingly funny moments here, but don’t let that put you off. Dorsey is one of a kind—in equal parts insightful and demented—and the world needs more of that.

Meg Gardiner is back with the second installment of her critically acclaimed UNSUB series, Into the Black Nowhere, featuring Caitlin Hendrix—a San Francisco-based detective turned FBI profiler. Newly arrived to the bureau, Caitlin walks the fine line between trying to stand out and trying to blend in—the typical rookie dilemma. But her talents are put to the test when she is tasked with identifying and apprehending the Saturday Night Killer, a serial murderer responsible for five abductions and subsequent killings. The bodies are artistically arranged, surrounded with photos of other dead and missing women in similar poses. This story is reportedly based on the Ted Bundy killings, which baffled law enforcement for years—but should you try to draw too close a comparison between art and life, Gardiner includes a couple of twists to confound you.

After sustaining two case-related gunshot wounds, defense attorney Dismas Hardy has pretty much decided to give murder cases a pass. But with a certain amount of trepidation, he decides to provide a defense for former client Abby Jarvis, accused of murdering her boss by means of a rather arcane poison. Not coincidentally, Poison is also the title of John Lescroart’s 17th Dismas Hardy novel. Abby’s defense has some difficulties from the get-go: She’s already served time for a different homicide, and a small amount of preliminary investigation suggests she was embezzling company funds to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars over a period of eight or nine years. On top of everything else, she was set to inherit a cool million dollars from the murder victim. But hey, this is a mystery, right? So of course, not everything will be as cut and dried as it looks at the outset.

England, 1920: Both the country and Scotland Yard Detective Inspector Ian Rutledge are recovering from the devastation of World War I. Rutledge was forced to execute a soldier for insubordination in France, and now he carries that guilt with him along with a fair amount of shell shock—unless he really is seeing the ghost of that soldier. Whatever the case, Charles Todd’s latest thriller, The Gate Keeper, offers insight into the nature of war and how its effects linger long after the armistice has been signed. Rutledge finds himself at loose ends after his sister’s wedding and decides to take an aimless drive somewhere outside London. On a deserted country road, he happens upon a stopped car, a man lying dead in the roadway—and a woman with blood on her hands. As Rutledge is vastly more experienced than the local constabulary, it is only natural that he spearhead the investigation, which he does with his usual dogged determination and panache. But then there is another murder, and another; the only connection seems to be the small, intricately carved wooden animals found near the scene of each crime. Readers can’t ask for more than Todd’s masterful plotting, terrific characters and one of the finest protagonists in modern suspense.


This article was originally published in the February 2018 issue of BookPage. Download the entire issue for the Kindle or Nook.

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