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Jack Tagger’s years in exile at the obituaries desk of a South Florida daily haven’t dulled his investigative reporter’s nose for a good story. When Jimmy Stoma, the infamous front man of Jimmy and the Slut Puppies, dies in a fishy scuba accident, Jack sees his ticket back to page one—if only he can figure out what really happened. Standing in his way are, just for starters, his ambitious young editor, who hasn’t yet fired anyone but plans to “break her cherry” on Jack; the rock star’s pop-singer widow, who’s using the occasion of her husband’s death to relaunch her own career; and the soulless, profit-hungry owner of the newspaper, whom Jack once publicly humiliated at a stockholders’ meeting. Following clues from the late rock singer’s own music, Jack tries to unravel the lies surrounding Jimmy Stoma’s strange fate.
“[A] rollickingly comic and suspenseful adventure.” —Los Angeles Times
“Fresh and juicy. . . . A sunny delight.” —Entertainment Weekly
“As delicious as ever. . . [Hiaasen is] a master of the comic crime novel.” —People
“Hiaasen delivers a culpable caper that’s a pleasurable hit.” —USA Today
“A riot. . . . It’s one thing to be twisted and funny. It’s quite another to manage twisted, funny, and serious. . . . Hiaasen consistently juggles the heavy with the light.” —Detroit News
“Frisky. . . . The real music here is Mr. Hiaasen’s self-assured banter.” —The New York Times
“Riled, righteous, and rip-roaring funny. . . . Hiaasen’s novels ought to bear the warning label: may be hazardous to your sides. They may split.” —New York Newsday
“[Hiaasen] is head and shoulders above the rest. . . . Straight crime fiction with a biting, satiric edge, and it proves what his hardcore fans have known for a long time—he is, at heart, simply a great storyteller and a better writer.” —Charleston Post and Courier
“Great good fun. . . . Basket Case is typical Hiaasen. In other words, it’s wildly hyperbolic, with lots of digs at South Florida's zany lifestyle and (in this case) a total smearing of corporate journalism.” —St. Louis Post-Dispatch