From Publishers Weekly
Douglas aims at two subcultures in addition to her usual target of cat lovers in her latest Midnight Louie caper (after Cat in an Indigo Mood, Forecasts, Mar. 15). This time, Temple Bar's all-black, crime-solving tomcat finds his whiskers twitching in Las Vegas, where the Kingdome, an Elvis-inspired mega-shrine, is opening. As Louie pads knowingly through all the gaudy paraphernalia and Elvis look-alikes, construction at a nearby hotel is halted as the crew claim sightings of the King. Public relations expert Temple must investigate the bejeweled and becaped phenomenon. Everybody gets shaken and rattled (and some get rolled) as Elvis sightings abound. Temple's close friend, radio shrink Matt Devine, receives a call one night from the man from Tupelo, and the daughter of Temple's nemesis, Crawford Buchanan, is dressed like Priscilla and getting death threats. Douglas regularly slips between narrative voices: a possibly real Elvis talks some, as does Midnight Louie. Most of the Elvis lore is common knowledge and bloats the tale. The plot progression is staggered even if the accompanying banter is often cute. Cat-crazy readers with a thing for both Elvis and Vegas will enjoy Douglas's blend of goofball coziness and Midnight Louie's mock noir slinkings and sleuthings. Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.


From Library Journal
The opening of an Elvis-based attraction in Las Vegas apparently gives rise to the sighting of his ghost. Cat-sleuth Midnight Louie and partner Temple Barr become involved when someone kills a real-life Elvis. Purchase for series fans. Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.


From AudioFile
An Elvis impersonation contest is the setting, and Temple Bar, private eye, is on the case. Thompson's throaty voice draws the listener into the character as she hunts for an elusive ghost. Gilliland depicts the ghost of Elvis with a charming Southern drawl that is slow and sensual as he calls into the local radio show at midnight each night, implying that Elvis never died. Forster represents the shrewd and irreverent feline private eye, Midnight Louie, who is joined by Chatter, the hit man's chimp. Together they track down the killer of the Elvis impersonators. Elvis's music is nostalgic and pleasant to the ear. G.D.W. © AudioFile 2000, Portland, Maine-- Copyright © AudioFile, Portland, Maine


From Kirkus Reviews
Cat In A Jeweled Jumpsuit ($24.95; Nov. 8; 384 pp.; 0-312-86817-0) Has Elvis returned to the building? Maybe so, if it's Las Vegas's Crystal Phoenix Hotel, whose remodeling, according to the workmen, is being interrupted by the King's ghost. Midnight Louie, the feline investigator with more lives than Elvis (Cat in an Indigo Mood, p. 180, etc.), and his favorite human, p.r. flack Temple Barr, work to lay the ghost before he can claim more victims who aren't screaming with delight. (Author tour) -- Copyright ©1999, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.


Review
"You never know what madness and mayhem you'll find in Douglas's mysteries, but you can be sure it will be wild, witty and utterly irresistible."--The San Francisco Chronicle

"Move over, Miss Marple, Midnight Louie's back in town."

"Feline P.I. Midnight Louie prowls the alleys of Las Vegas, solving crimes and romancing runaways like a furry Sam Spade."--People Magazine



Review
"You never know what madness and mayhem you'll find in Douglas's mysteries, but you can be sure it will be wild, witty and utterly irresistible."--The San Francisco Chronicle

"Move over, Miss Marple, Midnight Louie's back in town."

"Feline P.I. Midnight Louie prowls the alleys of Las Vegas, solving crimes and romancing runaways like a furry Sam Spade."--People Magazine



Review
"You never know what madness and mayhem you'll find in Douglas's mysteries, but you can be sure it will be wild, witty and utterly irresistible."--The San Francisco Chronicle

"Move over, Miss Marple, Midnight Louie's back in town."

"Feline P.I. Midnight Louie prowls the alleys of Las Vegas, solving crimes and romancing runaways like a furry Sam Spade."--People Magazine



Book Description
Midnight Louie, jet-black feline sleuth with an attitude, si on the prowl again--and this tme to a rock'n'roll soundtrack. Louie's human partner, Temple Barr, learns that the remodeling of a local hotel is being held up by a ghost--and no ordinary ghost at that. In fact, the workmen sware it's none otyher than that jumpsuit-wearing King of Ronk'n'Roll, Elvis Presley. The opening of Las Vegas's first Elvis-themed attraction might explain this unscheduled appearance. But what of the death threats against the Priscilla Presley-esque daughter of Crawford Buchanan, Temple's professional enemy? And who is the late-night caller to Temple's former suitor, radio counselor Matt Devine, who sounds remarkably like the King of Rock 'N Roll? When a dead Elvis is found, the question is not only whodunit, and why, but who the dead man really is. Could the King himself have been hiding behind the guise of his own imitators, and is he really dead again, or for the first time . . . or not at all?

FROM THE PUBLISHER

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 otherwordly visitor?. "Meanwhile, the daughter of Temple's professional enemy, a lovely seventeeen-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.

FROM THE CRITICS

Melinda Helfer - Romantic Times

Integrating the extraordinary power of the Elvis phenomenon into a cleverly conceived mystery, Ms. Douglas takes her artistry to a higher level as she views past and present through this uniquely American prism. The end result is as haunting in its intensity as the legend himself.

Publishers Weekly

Douglas aims at two subcultures in addition to her usual target of cat lovers in her latest Midnight Louie caper (after Cat in an Indigo Mood, Forecasts, Mar. 15). This time, Temple Bar's all-black, crime-solving tomcat finds his whiskers twitching in Las Vegas, where the Kingdome, an Elvis-inspired mega-shrine, is opening. As Louie pads knowingly through all the gaudy paraphernalia and Elvis look-alikes, construction at a nearby hotel is halted as the crew claim sightings of the King. Public relations expert Temple must investigate the bejeweled and becaped phenomenon. Everybody gets shaken and rattled (and some get rolled) as Elvis sightings abound. Temple's close friend, radio shrink Matt Devine, receives a call one night from the man from Tupelo, and the daughter of Temple's nemesis, Crawford Buchanan, is dressed like Priscilla and getting death threats. Douglas regularly slips between narrative voices: a possibly real Elvis talks some, as does Midnight Louie. Most of the Elvis lore is common knowledge and bloats the tale. The plot progression is staggered even if the accompanying banter is often cute. Cat-crazy readers with a thing for both Elvis and Vegas will enjoy Douglas's blend of goofball coziness and Midnight Louie's mock noir slinkings and sleuthings. (Nov.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.

Library Journal

In this mystery, feline sleuth Midnight Louie, performed by Robert Forster, is bemoaning his lackluster career as a television commercial star and getting bored. He can't imagine why he's not a bigger success when "that fake Salem on Sabrina is doing so well." When his human partner, Temple Barr (read by Andrea Thompson), gets a call inviting her to leave California for Las Vegas, Midnight Louie shakes off his black mood to tag along. When the extensive remodeling of the Crystal Phoenix Hotel falls behind, the workmen believe that the ghost of Elvis (read by actor Richard Gilliland) is causing their problems. Elvis, who may or may not have faked his own death in 1977, doesn't want the tacky theme attraction as an homage despite his having "made Las Vegas." Death threats against Priscilla and late-night phone calls revealing Colonel Parker's gambling secrets only add to Midnight Louie's problems of how to determine whether or not the king is really dead. Filled with puns, pop culture allusions, and humor, this audio is great fun for the listener. Recommended for popular fiction collections.--Pam Kingsbury, Alabama Humanities Fdn., Florence Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.\

Kirkus Reviews

Cat In A Jeweled Jumpsuit ( Nov. 8; 384 pp.; 0-312-86817-0) Has Elvis returned to the building? Maybe so, if it's Las Vegas's Crystal Phoenix Hotel, whose remodeling, according to the workmen, is being interrupted by the King's ghost. Midnight Louie, the feline investigator with more lives than Elvis (Cat in an Indigo Mood, p. 180, etc.), and his favorite human, p.r. flack Temple Barr, work to lay the ghost before he can claim more victims who aren't screaming with delight. (Author tour)