“Naughty is a book in the fine tradition of James M. Cain. Set in 1950s California, this compelling crime novel has all the noir elements: hard-boiled cops, treacherous women, fall guys, drifters, grifters, and schemers. And, of course, murder. Monte Schultz has written a book with memorable characters, atmospheric settings, and a hard-charging plot that will keep readers turning the pages.”
Veteran Joe Krueger is drifting in 1950s California, looking for work wherever he can find it. Tired after a long drive, he stops at a boardinghouse and meets sweet — and sexy — Ida, who rents him a room. That very night, Ida tells him “Mother” and “Father” have run their auto over a cliff, then seduces him in the teary aftermath. Smitten now, Joe starts helping out around the boardinghouse, and the two marry. The honeymoon is over when a shocking series of events force the Kruegers down to San Francisco, where Ida is injured in a bus accident. Soon enough, insurance investigators have chased them out of the city to another town where Ida schemes to swindle a motel owner out of her property. Next, the motel owner and her crippled husband are missing, a water softener salesman is shot, and workmen are digging holes in Joe Krueger’s basement.
Schulz shifts gears from his recent Jazz Age Trilogy, combining the exquisitely wrought language of those novels and a straight-for-the-throat pulpy narrative. Imagine the pathology laid bare in Don DeLillo’s Libra fused with the sordid and desperate criminality of Jim Thompson’s The Getaway, and the black humor of Bruce Jay Friedman.
Based on the true story of Iva Kroeger and her husband Ralph, who were indicted for the murders of Mildred and Jay Arneson in 1962, Naughty culminates in a trial: Ida, whose crimes have (only just) begun to catch up to her, is at her zenith, pleading insanity and playing the part to the hilt. The reader learns Joe’s and Ida’s fates via excerpts from authentic court documents. Naughty explores exactly what happens when “a swell-looking babe” is unleashed on real life, leaving marks, patsies, and bodies in her wake.
“It’s what James M. Cain would’ve done with The Postman Always Rings Twice had he taken himself more seriously.”
– GAR ANTHONY HAYWOOD, AUTHOR OF CEMETERY ROAD