It’s 1950 in Chicago, P.I. Nate Heller’s old stomping grounds. But things are different now, and the wind is blowing in a different, decidedly more dangerous direction. Congressman-with-a-cause and presidential-hopeful Estes Kefauver creates the Committee on Organized Crime to put the squeeze on the mob - and anyone who ever associated with them. Heller tries to lay low, but when ex-cop Bill Drury cooperates and mafia moll Jackie Payne sings, Heller finds himself catapulted into the middle of the investigation.
I apparently had no idea what I was getting. The narrator was trying change to a woman's voice and with horrible results; ruined the book from the beginning. I could not listen to it. The story seemed to be developing a trashy or sleazy tone. But I couldn't listen long enough to let it develop fully.