The Naked Detective

Meet Pete Amsterdam, the world’s most reluctant sleuth. Naked in his hot tub, Pete is idly reviewing his morning tennis game when trouble arrives in the form of the inevitable blonde. This being Key West, the blonde is not quite what she seems, and it’s useless to explain to her that he’s not a real detective--that, in fact, he got his P.I. license strictly as a tax dodge, a way to pretend his new wine cellar is an "office." She’s got troubles of her own--big troubles that are utterly foreign to the cozy little paradise Pete has crafted for himself. Why, then, does the unwilling gumshoe take the case? Why does he allow himself to be squeezed ever tighter against Key West’s humid underbelly--involved with the likes of local bully Lefty Ortega, his nympho daughter, and the sleazeball who controls the island’s gambling boats? And why does he feel that his life is being taken over by the demands and traditions of the detective story? Could it be that Pete, in spite of his best efforts not to be, is a bit of a hero after all?