There's a theory I see espoused by authors, from time to time, that we all have a eureka moment at some point during the writing of a story, where it finally becomes clear what the book is truly about. Cold Desert Sky is the first time I can say I experienced that feeling.
Of course, I knew what the plot was - at least in outline - before I started writing: it picks up from where my second novel, Black Night Falling left off, with reporter Charlie Yates returning to Los Angeles and living in fear of legendary mob boss Bugsy Siegel. Charlie becomes obsessed with the disappearance of two aspiring starlets, and his investigations lead to him getting caught up in a murderous blackmail racket, targeting Hollywood bigwigs.
The action moves to Las Vegas, right around the time Siegel was completing his dream: The Flamingo Hotel, the building which laid the foundation for the city we know today. Yates finds himself caught between Sigel's outfit and a rogue FBI agent, and as his chances of getting out alive dwindle, his only care is to find the missing girls while he still can.
Of course, when he discovers the truth, it isn't so straightforward...
But if I've managed to capture those emotions on the page - or readers can relate to them or have experienced similar, as I'm sure they have - then you'll understand why this is my most personal book yet. I hope you'll enjoy it.
Cold Desert Sky by Rod Reynolds is published by Faber & Faber in July (£12.99)