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Speakeasy by AM Dunnewin – Review & Guest Post


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The novella is centered on Eddie Durante, owner of a speakeasy that’s supported by Eddie’s mobster uncle, the boss of the Durante family. The back story is that Eddie is a young widower after his family’s rival, the Caprice family, murdered his wife over a territory dispute. After devising a plan that retaliated against four of the rivaling capos, Eddie is left with the daunting task to try and move on, until a family member notifies him that the Caprices have put a hit man in the speakeasy – and Eddie’s name is on the list. But things take an unexpected turn when Eddie and his close friends start to find the dead bodies of Eddie’s relatives, the ones who had helped in the retaliation.

     Behind the backdrop of the jazz music and glistening flappers, murder after murder begins to unravel as revenge takes center stage, and Eddie soon learns that some secrets can’t be taken to the grave.

 

My Review:
A book of suspense and intrigue, Speakeasy is a novella to keep you guessing. Jazz and prohibition – what more could more accurately backdrop a murder mystery so complete? I couldn’t guess the culprit until the final page – and even then, I was shocked! No spoilers, though – you’ll definitely have to read this little nugget for yourself – and I thoroughly encourage you to do so! What a romp!
4.5/5

Excerpt:

             Everything he had worked for was gone, he knew that now, as he remained seated with his back against the wall. Eddie again closed his eyes and tilted his head back. This was real. Everyone he had cared for and who had cared for him was gone. Most of them permanently, waiting for him at the edge of life, waiting for him to join them. But it wasn’t joyous. What waited for him was death in its most common form, revenge in all its purity.

Only if for a night, he told himself as he stood up, I won’t disappoint them. Eddie took a deep breath, fixed his shirt, and then walked steadily toward the door, wanting to get this over with.

He knew he was still in his speakeasy, but the scene had been drastically altered. Tables and chairs were toppled over, cards and broken glasses thrown about the room, and even the shelf behind the bar was bare, the bottles disappearing down the chute behind the wall. All he could do was put his hands in his pockets and shake his head. Two faulty police raids and the booze still went down the drain. Typical.

Eddie now stood in the middle of the dance floor, the lights all on him. He peered around, staring into the shadows that now surrounded him, pretending to hear the jazz music that had been brutally ended. There were a few dark spots that foretold people were still in the room, but he only stared for a brief moment before looking elsewhere, all his cares leaving him. He just wanted to be done with it.

“Are you not afraid, Mr. Durante?” a deep raspy voice asked ahead of him, his body equally obscured by shadows but unable to hide the large, rough silhouette that stood in front of the booth. He sounded ugly yet respectable, a tough man who didn’t mess with anyone unless he was messed with.

Eddie slightly chuckled at him. “What the hell do I have to be afraid of? I’m my biggest enemy.”

A.M. Dunnewin

A. M. Dunnewin inherited her love for mysteries and thrillers from her family, which helped her pursue a BA in Psychology with a minor in Criminal Justice. Although her stories cover a wide range of genres, she primarily writes historical fiction and thrillers. An avid reader at heart, she’s also a passionate collector of both antique books and graphic novels. She lives in Sacramento, California.

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September 6, 2013 - Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , ,

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