“Guy Langman can't be bothered with much. But when his friend Anoop wants Guy to join the forensics club with him in the (possibly misguided) hopes of impressing some girls, Guy thinks why not.
They certainly aren't expecting to find a real dead body on the simulated crime scene they're assigned to collect evidence from. But after some girlish, undignified screaming, the two realize it is indeed a body. Which means they have stumbled across a real, dead murder victim.
Meanwhile, Guy has been looking into the past of his father—a larger-than-life character who recently passed away. He was much older than Guy's mom, and had a whole past Guy never even knew about. Could his father's past and the dead body be linked? Does Guy want to know? He's going to need all his newfound forensics skills to find out . . .”
I didn’t enjoy this book at all. The crime didn’t happen till more than half way through the book, and it was slow. It was filled with crude jokes and raunchy…behavior I suppose is the right word. He spent a lot of time repeating himself. It was just a little too much. The Langman family is supposed to be Jewish, except it wasn’t conveyed respectfully. I’ve met a few Jewish people, all of them very religious and intelligent in the extreme. If all these aspects were more mild, I might like it. But it was just way too much. I do not recommend this book. It was too childish.