From Publishers Weekly
Following their debut in Catnap, feline sleuth Midnight Louis and his "doting roommate and a freelance public relations specialist," Miss Temple Barr, return for another breezy collaboration. After the publicist for a Las Vegas stripper competition has a heart attack while being questioned about the murder of a contestant--found hung by a G-string in a dressing room--Barr reluctantly takes over the PR chores. He snoops as well, much to the displeasure of female Homicide Lt. C. R. Molina, who believes the investigation should be left to the professionals. Louis finds himself at the murder scene during his pursuit of silver-furred Divine Yvette, who is owned by one of the judges. When three more strippers are killed, including the gilded-all-over Gold Dust Twins, the contest falls into chaos. As Barr learns more about the strippers, many of whom are abused women seeking control over men, she is assaulted by thugs hunting her former lover and finds herself on the verge of a new relationship. Douglas, author of the Irene Adler mysteries, draws a reasonably modern and liberated female in Barr, while the Runyonesque Midnight Louis remains an unregenerate macho tomcat.
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From Kirkus Reviews
Principled p.r. freelancer Temple Barr (Catnap, 1992) gets backed into arranging publicity for the Goliath Hotel's stripper competition- -thanks to the heart-attack that sleazy columnist Crawford Buchanan suffered when he discovered the body of one of the contestants hanging by her own G-string. Instead of sticking to her job, as she's warned to do by mean-mama Las Vegas Lt. C. R. Molina, Temple and her cat and alternate narrator, Midnight Louie, nose around the businesslike stripper scene, rubbing shoulders with the likes of Ike Wetzel, the blackmailing owner of a topless club; the Gold Dust Twins, abused Gypsy and denying June; and a pair of protestors from the feminist left and the religious right. At one point Temple gets roughed up by two men looking for her old magician-lover, both of whom seem to have wandered in from their own book. After their departure, more murders ensue, following a nursery-rhyme pattern; unfortunately, Louie's isn't one of them. Dog lovers, and lovers of well-made plots and prose, need not apply. --
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