The Sound and the Furry
Spencer Quinn
Who is the first one through the door? Chet the Jet, of course. Chet is as lovable and curious as ever and Bernie manages to not be too much of a klutz in this latest Chet and Bernie Mystery.
Chet and Bernie, of the Little Detective Agency, are off on a new adventure, this time in Louisiana. They are looking for Ralph Boutette, the missing brother of Frenchie, a perp Chet and Bernie put away and who now hires them to find his brother. Before they can leave town, a detective from a large agency comes by and offers Bernie a well paying job in Alaska and is not a bit pleased when Bernie turns him down. While Bernie is loading the Porsche for the trip East, he is attacked by a gangbanger on a motorcycle. Chet hears the noise and before the perp can swing the tire iron again, Chet is on him. Trying to escape, the gangbanger jumps on his motorcycle and starts to speed away. Chet launches himself at the rider and he lands on the road with the motorcycle wrecking. The accident kills him, so he cannot give any information -like why did he attack Bernie in the first place?
Once in Louisiana, Chet and Bernie meet the usual cast of strange people, perps, gangbangers and weirdos that populate a Chet and Bernie mystery. There is Mami, the matriarch of the Boutette family and the Frenchie's two ignorant brothers. There are the two brothers that are the sheriff and his deputy - members of the Robideau family and enemies of the Boutette family. Add to the mix Mack, Ralph's best friend, the local vet, Dr Ory, and a corporate smooth talker named Wes. Then there is the polite drug
dealer named Cleotis and a seriously bad guy named Cale Rugh. Where does Quinn get these names?
Being a champion sniffer, Chet notices a new smell in the water here in the bayou. There is rot, yes, but also a strange scent that Chet thinks of as froggy, toady, snaky,
with a peppery poopiness mixed in. Every time he is around the water he notices this and wonders what it is.
As Chet and Bernie follow the leads, they encounter all the characters above and Chet narrates with his usual doggy happiness. Quinn keeps the humor going with quips from Chet about Bernie's misadventures, and Chet feeling a cool breeze and realizing it is coming from his wagging tail, or Bernie fusses by saying "Ch-et" in that certain way.
Quinn does a good job with the mystery too, which is just a vehicle to let Chet be Chet and for the reader to just enjoy the experience be inside of a dog's mind for awhile. Barbara