I became aware of Hugh Holman through a review of Up This Crooked Way over at Beneath the Stains of Time. Holman produced six detective novels, and from the meager details I can find online, it appears that some of them may feature an impossible crime. An affordably priced copy of the Hangman’s House edition of Death Like Thunder was too good to pass up, with a stellar cover and the feel of a well worn baseball mitt.
Death Like Thunder opens with New York City radio script writer Mike Leiter arriving in small town South Carolina in search of inspiration for his flagging mystery series. He finds that inspiration within the first dozen pages, but not in the way that he might have liked. A man is shot in a darkened room full of witnesses during a blackout, and when the lights come on, Leiter finds himself with the murder weapon in his hand.