THE PARIS VENDETTA

What could go wrong with a financial conference in the romantic City of Lights? As it turns out, just about everything.

American investment banker Adam Macias first appears playfully unpacking a plan to foil a vaguely “Eastern bloc” thug who’s brandishing some sort of weapon. Can he flip his chair and escape? Put a pin in that one for later. Serafin’s lively debut novel unspools as a series of such energetically described set pieces, long on banter and narrow escapes, short on reality. Adam’s adventure as a wanted man is ignited, literally, when he witnesses Evan Goldman, the CEO of his company, Euro Bank, being burned alive. Before that flashpoint, the adventure begins innocently enough, as Adam spars with co-worker and love interest Jennifer Graham at a business conference about some murkily described corporate problem. In short order, there’s a suspicious interaction with a mystery woman, multiple interrogations by the police, Adam’s unexpected termination, and, after he stabs an intruder who claims to be a cop, his transformation into the proverbial fugitive trying to unravel a nefarious plot and clear his name. Was this a genuine gendarme? Whom can Adam trust? Every co-worker suddenly seems suspicious, and Jenn’s disappearance adds to his distress. Adam’s madcap odyssey takes him through a sex shop, an encounter with an elderly thug who threatens him with a gun, and an ominous rowboat ride. The road to a solution is twisty and sometimes confusing, but Serafin’s brisk pacing and crisp character portraits and Adam’s puckish attitude make it consistently entertaining.

A high-spirited hair-raiser, presented with panache and sprightly humor.