This novel is one in a series of mysteries featuring Valentin St. Cyr, a multiracial detective working the seedy side of New Orleans. In this installment, however, St. Cyr has gone over to the Dark Side, that is, attorneys who work for the wealthy. But (and here the plot thickens), he is drawn back into Storyville, the red light district, because of the murder of a brothel client which looks suspiciously like a hit.
The evocation of time and place, 1913 Storyville, is done well: the underworld King (St. Cyr's former employer), the hypocritical johns, the bordellos (from "mansions" to stews), the madams, the bars and restaurants serving Storyville's players, the corrupt politicians and police. What did was not done realistically, however, were the prostitutes. Then, as today, woman and children working in the sex industry lived always in fear of violence, disease, exploitation. We see little of this in Fulmer's storied Storyville--a common failing by many male authors in the handling of this subject.
For about half of the book, the evolving mystery drew me in. However, shortly into the last half, I figured out whodunnit and who were the accomplices. Sadly, this insight, followed by the preposterous denouement, damaged my appreciation for the novel. For me, a mystery needs to stay a mystery until near the end, and villains need to be at least a little credible.
Read this novel for an visit to old New Orleans. But if you want mystery and suspense, try other novels that do these much better.