Don’t Look Back is a standalone novella but will also be part of the next Partners in Crime 5 anthology. This is a great intro for new readers to Josh Lanyon’s books.
Don’t Look Back pulled me in from the opening pages when Peter is seen stumbling around the grounds of Constantine house only to make it inside the building and pass out. Peter wakes up in the hospital. The problem is he doesn’t remember how he got there or who he is. In the hospital, he meets Detective Michael Griffin and learns he’s a museum curator and that a valuable mural was stolen. Detective Griffin isn’t the most pleasant toward Peter, in fact he’s more antagonistic or combative and belligerent in his tone. That of course makes it obvious that Michael and Peter have some sort of a past together and it probably wasn’t pleasant. Peter also learns that the mural being stolen is just the latest in a year long line of thefts.
Don’t Look Back is a great story because readers get to learn about Peter as Peter does through his quest to regain his memory and solve the mystery of the museum thefts. This is definitely Peter’s story, a bit to the loss of the other characters whom I’d love to get to know better. But reader’s get to meet the other characters as Peter does. And given his lack of memory of the past, the lack of depth in character development is understandable.
Those looking for the usual witty dialogue and Lanyon’s trademark wit and humor will be somewhat disappointed in the lack of dialogue. Since this is Peter’s story a lot of the story is more introspective and reflective. Don’t Look Back has a drier, wry humor element but it’s gentle pace will pull readers into the story. It is a tightly written, masterfully plotted, quiet and somber toned story from an author who has become an autobuy.
He was chuckling, a deep, sexy sound as he pushed Peter back on the satiny cushions. Was this for real? Was he going to go through with it? Peter blinked up as his tie was unfastened, tossed aside, his shirt unbuttoned, laid wide. The evening breeze -- scented of smog and jasmine -- felt cool against his overheated skin, like the lightest breath.
Peter Killian, curator at Constantine House in Los Angeles, wakes in the hospital to find himself accused of stealing a Tenth Century Chinese sculpture. Peter knows he’s not a thief -- but that’s all he knows. Why is hot and handsome Detective Mike Griffin so sure he’s guilty -- and so bent on seeing Peter arrested?
And why is Peter having these weird dreams about an unseen lover who somehow reminds him uncomfortably of Michael Griffin?
(This 34K+ novella was previously published by Loose Id Publishing.)