Amid the corruption and squalor of Hyopolis, private detective Roland Nake is working a missing-persons case, but now he has become the hunted. Someone doesn't want an eleven-year-old girl found. Clues lead Nake to believe finding the girl may help him discover the truth of his own identity, but is he ready to live with the answers? The place looks a lot like sun-bleached Los Angeles, California circa 1937. But similarities are deceiving -- and deadly. Beware the beasts and wizards and more crooked cops than you can swing a dead cat at.... In this first volume of the Green Detective, Roland Nake gets tossed around like a ragdoll of the demigods. Through fragments and flashbacks he begins to piece together that he's had his memories tampered with, that he wasn't always a detective or even green, that he's an alien trapped in the lurid labyrinth that is Kaliphornia. Get ready for weird creatures and bizarre rejoinders; a nutty scientist from a much-advanced Earth also trapped there; Parker, the faithful sidekick who is willing to take a bullet in the ass for the team; two Chinatowns; a pair of satyrs; a tree spirit; grenades; things too stupid not to be true; and Pang, the most charming cat in the multiverse.
