Last Tango in Aberystwyth by Malcolm Pryce

A sequel to Aberystwyth Mon Amour.

Louie Knight, the only private detective in Aberyswyth is called on to find a missing man. He has to deal with allies that betray him and enemies that aid him, but in the end the truth is revealed to the people who need to know and the evil beaten back.

A twisting detective story to the average reader. A surrealist experience to anybody that knows mid-Wales.

"... And I don't believe you don't know. So we're going to play a little game of mine. It's called Welsh roulette." He took out his trunceon and put it down on the desk. "You can think of it as a variation on blackjack." He walked over to a filing-cabinet, took out some keys, and opened a drawer. He brought out two things and put them down in front of Harri Harries. There was truncheon that had been painted red. And a kid's roulette wheel. "The rules are simple so you won't have any trouble picking them up. We spin the wheel. If the ball lands on black seven, I hit you seven times with the blackjack. If it land on red two, I hit you two times with the redjack. The game is over when you tell us where Calamity is." He spun the wheel and dropped the ball. Red three. Llunos turned to me. "You see! I told you he was lucky." Then he hit him three times with the red truncheon. The next one was a black four. He hit him four times. He spun the wheel, dropped the ball. Red thirty-six. "Bingo!" shouted Llunos and picked up the cosh. I turned away in dread. And Harri Harries confessed

Recommended to anybody who has ever been in Aberystwyth.