Synopsis
Los Angeles, 1958. Killings, beatings, bribes, shakedowns--it's standard procedure for Lieutenant Dave Klein, LAPD. He's a slumlord, a bagman, an enforcer--a power in his own small corner of hell. Then the Feds announce a full-out investigation into local police corruption, and everything goes haywire.
Klein's been hung out as bait, "a bad cop to draw the heat," and the heat's coming from all sides: from local politicians, from LAPD brass, from racketeers and drug kingpins--all of them hell-bent on keeping their own secrets hidden. For Klein, "forty-two and going on dead," it's dues time.
Klein tells his own story--his voice clipped, sharp, often as brutal as the events he's describing--taking us with him on a journey through a world shaped by monstrous ambition, avarice, and perversion. It's a world he created, but now he'll do anything to get out of it alive.
Fierce, riveting, and honed to a razor edge, White Jazz is crime fiction at its most shattering.
About James Ellroy
Photo © Franny Freeman
James Ellroy was born in Los Angeles in 1948. He is the author of the Underworld U.S.A. Trilogy—
American Tabloid, The Cold Six Thousand, and
Blood’s A Rover—and the L. A. Quartet novels,
The Black Dahlia, The Big Nowhere, L. A. Confidential, and
White Jazz.
American Tabloid was
Time magazine’s Best Book (fiction) of 1995; his memoir
My Dark Places was a
Time Best Book of the Year and a
New York Times Notable Book for 1996.
The Cold Six Thousand was a
New York Times Notable Book and a
Los Angeles Times Best Book of 2001. He lives in Los Angeles.
James Ellroy is represented by Random House Speakers Bureau (http://www.rhspeakers.com).
Praise
"One of the great American writers of our time." --Los Angeles Times Book Review
"White Jazz makes previous detective fiction read like Dr. Seuss." --San Francisco Examiner
"Riffling, rolling, reeling. . . . Ellroy's best." --The Denver Post
"Riveting. . . . Impossible to put down. . . . An author who breaks all the rules. He's a kamikaze pilot on a collision course with hell. The pen moves madly across the page. . . . A book that is one long scream of rage and emptiness and longing." --The News and Observer