To Catch A Fox
Sex. Murder. Blackmail. Revenge. Life in the Big Easy can be a real bitch.
Meet Jon Fox, a sexy New Orleans private detective with more family secrets than even he knows about. But his latest case is about to bring more to the swampy surface than Fox himself could ever have guessed-
A polite old lady with a plot to murder a stranger;
A mother whose secret sent her insane;
An uncle with complete control over the family empire;
A father whose suicide might once again tear his family apart;
And a hot, handsome clueless blond with a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Yes, meet Jon Fox. A New Orleans private detective whose complicated life… just got a little more complex.
Read that blurb and tell me you aren’t dying to read it. I dare you. This book was… incredible. Take all the synonyms for the word “good”, add them together and multiply that by a hundred, and that’s what this book is. I loved every second of it. Even the end where Knight and Day ripped my heart out, stomped on it, then poured petrol all over it and set it on fire. I’m not even exaggerating. Cliffhangers and I do not mix well. Clearly, there will be some fangirling here. It cannot be helped. So if gasps and squeals of fangirl delight are not your thing, avert your gaze right about now.
To Catch A Fox is the first book in the Fox Mysteries series by Ethan Day and Geoffrey Knight. The first chapter hits the ground running, with the opening scene involving Fox and a crazy lady with a gun. I knew a couple of pages in that if the book carried on like this, it would be epic. And it totally delivered. So much happened and the characters were so much fun. You either loved them to pieces or you wanted them to be mauled by an alligator. Which did happen a time or two. I don’t want to ruin any surprises, so I’m not going to talk too much about the actual story. I’m going to tell you about my favourite characters, and I’m going to work backwards and deal with Fox and the “hot, handsome clueless blond” last.
First we have Virgil, my favourite secondary character. He was Fox’s dad’s best friend and he is the grumpiest son of a bitch you ever met. He had me laughing more times than I can count. I have a little bit of a soft spot for grumpy old guys. They remind me of my dad. Next is Fox’s mother, Miss Savannah. She’s a little bit Loony Tunes and sometimes confuses Fox with his dad. My heart just breaks for Fox when this happens. I can’t even begin to imagine how much it must hurt not to have your own mom recognise you. Then we have Eva. This woman is Fox’s receptionist, and she has a potty mouth and absolutely no problem giving Fox the what-for. Detective Ford is Fox’s… contact on the New Orleans police force. This guy is so deep in the closet, it’s not even funny. See, he and Fox have a mutually beneficial relationship. He feeds Fox any information that might be useful, and Fox gives Ford something Ford isn’t willing to admit that he needs. I’ll let you use your imagination as to what that might be. Then we have Mrs Betty Black. She was probably the most interesting secondary character. We don’t learn about her agenda until right at the end. She comes to Fox wanting to learn from him so that she can kill someone and get away with it. Fox is feeling like he’s dropped into the twilight zone, but he agrees to help her in the hopes of talking her out of it. While she added a lot to the overall mystery of the book, I did not like her.
Last but not least, Fox and Tucker. As I read this book, they each moved beyond being characters in a book and became people-my people-and I now consider them almost… friends. Fox is a rock star. Honestly, I put him right up there with Ty and Zane, and that is the highest compliment I can give anyone. I mean, the guy owns an albino alligator named Snowflake. How cool is that? I knew the second Snowy came onto the scene that Jon Fox was going to be my hero. Despite him being a bit… free with his affections. Fox doesn’t really see himself as “relationship material”, so he sticks to the casual sex thing. As such, he’s got a couple of guys around New Orleans who he visits every now and again for a booty call. Not only does he enjoy the sex, but these gentlemen are also useful to him in terms of his job. I know this makes Fox sound like a bit of a skank, but he really does epitomise that whole “tortured hero” thing. I spent most of this book wanting to give him a hug. Until, right at the end, when I wanted to smack him. He has so much that he’s responsible for, and he deals with it as best he can, which sometimes leaves a lot to be desired. With all the stuff he has to deal with, the last thing he needs is any additional complications. But complications he gets in the form of the carefree, happy-go-lucky, gorgeous Tucker Wilder. Tucker was so flippin’ funny, there were times where I nearly fell off my bed laughing. Tucker is a writer, and he is determined to make it big in Hollywood. But after a fallout with some bigwig, he’s come home to New Orleans to regroup. He’s looking to write something big that will get him in the good books with the uber-snobs in LA. He and Fox could not be more different or, seemingly, less compatible. Tucker is an optimistic smart ass, and Fox is hard and jaded. Fox comes across Tucker while doing some research on the enigmatic Betty Black, and things progress from there. I don’t want to spoil the hows and whys of their getting together, but their “courtship” has so many damn bumps, it could be compared to a road in Limpopo. But still, I loved these two. By midway through the book, I pretty much looked like this:
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Read at your own risk: Just to give you a heads up, because I know I would’ve liked to have had one. There is a big honking cliffhanger. There is no happily ever after for Fox and Tucker, or even a happy for now at the end of this book. It’s more like Fox deciding that he needs to find the resolve to resolve to resolve the issue, if you know what I mean? The ending of this book nearly gave me heart failure. Honestly, I finished this book days ago and I’m still the mutters about the ending. I appreciate that it stayed true to both who Tucker and Fox are as characters, but that doesn’t mean that there wasn’t some serious emotional trauma suffered. Fox’s judgement was a little clouded by rage at the time that the L-bomb was dropped and, given his own emotional baggage, he wasn’t fully equipped to deal with it. Tucker is just so… I can’t even think of a word. He’s the stuff awesome is made of. Even after Fox pulled his head out of his ass, the damage was done. Tucker wasn’t going to take whatever scraps Fox can give him. Tucker knows he needs more from Fox, and he’s smart enough to know that Fox can’t give it to him right now. So he walks away and continues to pursue his goals. Yes, he’s sad but he keeps on going. I love Tucker this <———————————————————————————————————————————————-> much.
***EXITING SPOILER ZONE***
I just want to share a few of my favourite quotes with you before I go. If these don’t convince you to read this book… I will keep trying to convince you.
This from Virgil after that crazy lady tries to kill Fox:
“Why the hell you got enraged females chasing you around in the dark tryin’ to kill you?” Virgil struck a match and fired up his smoke. “What the hell kinda homosexual are you anyway?”
Fox being a smart ass after the crazy lady tries to kill him:
How the hell was he going to explain away the dead wife of a Louisiana state senator to the police? But on the bright side, he thought, “Apparently I’m a real lady killer after all.”
Seriously. I impersonated a hyena after reading that.
Tucker’s aunt tells Tucker to be grateful for what the Lord has given him. Tucker thinks to himself:
Unfortunately, I’m not the type to sit around waiting on any man, not even the good Lord.
Okay, this is me being a bit of a sap. This book was so full of action that the sweet moments between Fox and Tucker were few and far between. So when they did have a gentle moment between them, it was made even more “awww…”-inspiring:
“I won’t be able to find you soon,” Tucker commented, referring to the fog that had now swept in off the river, covering the night in a silky veil.
“Here,” Fox said, reaching through the mist. “Take my hand.”
Tucker did so, feeling Fox’s warm, strong fingers entwine with his, and suddenly he didn’t feel quite so frightened anymore.
This after the boys had just barely escaped an explosion:
“Are you okay?”
“What?” Tucker shouted back, trying to wring out his ear with one finger.
“I said, are you okay?” Fox shouted back.
“Of course I’m gay!” Tucker yelled. “For a detective you pick the strangest times to ask the most idiotic questions.”
If you’re looking for a book with an interesting (to put it mildly) plot, awesome characters and hot sex, you will want to read this book. It lacked nothing. I am already waiting impatiently for the next book in the series, Fox In The Hole. I have reason to believe that it will be coming out towards the end of the year. Here’s hoping!