Ever since his debut in Catnap, Midnight Louie has charmed countless readers with his wit, his attitude, and his undeniable crime-solving ability. In Cat in a Jeweled Jumpsuit, Midnight Louie, the jet-black feline sleuth who thinks he's Sam Spade with hairballs, finds some suspicious jumpsuit-wearing Kings of Rock 'N' Roll wreaking havoc in his hometown of Las Vegas.|
It all begins when Midnight Louie's longtime human partner, public-relations woman Temple Barr, learns something strange about one of her accounts. It seems that ghost sightings are holding up the remodeling of the Crystal Phoenix hotel. But that's not the strange part--what's strange is that the workmen swear the ghost is none other than the (supposedly) deceased King of Rock 'N' Roll, Elvis Presley. Could the ghost be just an uninvited visitor from the Kingdome, a nearby Elvis-themed attraction--or is he a more otherworldly visitor?
Meanwhile, the daughter of Temple's professional enemy, a lovely seventeen-year-old who bears a striking resemblance to Priscilla Presley, is in trouble. A series of death threats culminates in a razor-tattoo attack, leaving her with the letter "E" carved into her neck. And Temple's neighbor and former suitor Matt Devine has been receiving some unusual calls to his midnight radio hotline: the caller has a thick Memphis accent and sounds remarkably like . . . well, guess who.
When a dead Elvis is found, the question is not only whodunit, but why, and who the dead man really is. Could the King himself have been hiding behind the guise of his own imitators, or is he really dead again, or for the first time . . . or not at all? Louie, with the aid of an off-the-wall animal assistant, Temple, and Matt must use all their separate and combined wits to solve the larger-than-life riddle that was, and may still be, Elvis Presley, the once and future King.