This is a Midnight Louie mystery, and Louie is a cat. Yes, this is a cat mystery in the tradition of Koko and Yum Yum and Sneaky Pie. Except I like Louie and his "little doll" Temple Barr way better than Koko, Yum Yum and Quill (who is insufferably perfect, especially in Lillian Jackson Braun's latest books).
Midnight Louie narrates a chapter from time to time and he also is on the scene picking up clues and making rescues as needed. Our main character, though, is PR specialist Temple Barr, a petite dynamo who is addicted to shoes (I can relate to the shoes). Temple Barr and Midnight Barr live in Las Vegas--lots of fodder for murder and mayhem in Vegas, for sure.
This mystery takes place in the midst of a stripper competition. Carole Nelson Douglas, along with presenting a nifty little mystery, also superficially explores the ideas of stripping being exploitation OR art OR acting out previous abuse, etc. So there's a little extracurricular thinking going on in this mystery.
There was a very little bit of bad language and no sex scenes, although that might have been because Temple is between relationships. :) I liked the book, but probably not enough to go back for more. It took me a little while to get into the story and I didn't particularly like Midnight Louie's "voice"--especially at first. Generally, though, while I enjoyed the book well enough, it's just not my favorite style, and that's why I probably won't read more of Midnight Louie.
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