Despite the title, No Joke is, well, no joke. The latest in the Folly Beach Mystery series is a fun seat of your pants who dunnit.
Four aging comedians deliver anything but laughs when they descend upon Folly Beach, a small, laid-back barrier island near Charleston, South Carolina. Chris Landrum’s introduction to the newcomers is when he averts disaster by escorting one of them out of the center of Folly’s busiest street, a task made even more difficult since the jokester, wearing a long, wool coat over red swim trunks, and black patent leather shoes, is flailing a fishing rod at anything that moves, be it vehicle or human.
In addition to the stranger not knowing why he’s in the center of the street, he claims to have discovered a dead body at the beach. The problem is he can’t remember if he saw it that day, the previous month, or perhaps four years earlier. Jokes, lies, secrets, dead bodies, several murder suspects, and danger follow the comics. It’s up to retired bureaucrat Chris along with his cadre of quirky pals to sort out what’s going on before some of them are added to the list of victims.