I’d never heard of John McFetridge before reading his entertaining 2021 book …
Every City is Every Other City
He’s about my age and has been publishing since 2003.
He writes Canadian crime fiction unapologetically. The setting of this book is Toronto. Canuck pop culture references are continual.
My first highlight is that Gord Stewart, 40 years old, single, living with his widowed father is almost an anti-hero. More a loser than super sleuth. That’s original.
He’s been working in the movie business as a location scout for years, and when there isn’t much filming, as a private eye for a security company run by ex-cops, OBC.
When a fellow crew member asks him to find her missing uncle, Gord reluctantly takes the job. The police say the uncle walked into some dense woods in Northern Ontario and shot himself, but the man’s wife thinks he’s still alive.
With the help of his movie business and OBC connections, Gord finds a little evidence that the uncle may be alive.
Now Gord has two problems: what to do when he finds a man who doesn’t want to be found, and admitting that he’s getting invested in this job.
For the first time in his life, Gord Stewart is going to have to leave the sidelines and get into the game. Even if it might get him killed.