The Zamboni Zealot
Case Number 26
Young Tom Flannery thought he had it all. A great job helping out the Maintenance crews at the Pepsi Center—especially during hockey season, the best time of the year, a great girlfriend, a new car, and lots of money. But his good fortune comes to an end when he is killed and his body is dumped in a pile of snow in one of the Arena’s parking lots.
Sydney Morgan, and then Felicity Davenport, both come to Mark MacFarland, a former disgraced Denver detective who had operated a hot dog cart near Police Headquarters, and beseech him to find out who killed Tom Flannery. MacFarland has recently traded in his hot dog business to run his own investigative agency, but can he afford to take on a client who clearly can’t pay him?
On the other hand, is there any way he can say no to a request from a friend to find justice for the murdered young man?
The Zamboni Zealot is the twenty-sixth of twenty-seven books in the Hot Dog Detective series. Follow Mark MacFarland’s adventures as he redefines who he is.
Most of the sites mentioned in the Hot Dog Detective series are real places. Okay, not the homes. Those are made up, although the streets are real. I try to visit all of the places mentioned in the series, though I have to be quite honest…some of the places up in the mountains are somewhat based on fantasy. That is, fantasy coupled with some reality. For example, in the Crying Camper, Mark MacFarland goes up to a summer camp in the Rockies. The actual summer camp was in Massachusetts. Other places, such as Camp Hale in the Groping Gardener and Harried Hairdresser books, is a real place, and is quite fascinating in its own right.
When I describe public buildings, or formal business establishments, I try to use the real location. Sometimes I change the details a bit to protect the actual establishment. This, for example, is the case with Cut ‘N Curl. You might find a hair salon on University, and it might sound familiar to Cut ‘N Curl. If you think it’s the same place, give them your business.
In other situations, I have gotten permission to use the actual business in my story. In Avid Angler, MacFarland goes to a lesbian bar on Colfax, owned by Jody B. There is, in fact, such an establishment, though now it goes by another name. When I first told the owner that I was using her bar in my stories, she insisted that I use her actual name. Therefore, if you go to a bar on Colfax that caters to the GLBT community – actually everyone – give a shout-out to Jody B and tip a few in her honor. I’m sure she’ll appreciate the business.