If you’ve never read a story about dry cleaning, try Miss September by François Gravel (Cormorant, translated by Sheila Fischman). In it, Geneviève Vallière, a disenchanted twenty-two-year-old, pulls off the perfect bank robbery and puts the money into a dry cleaning shop to launder it. This all happens in rural Quebec, where there’s lots of weather talk (bad weather is good for dry cleaners) and it feels like a truly Canadian story.
Geneviève's new life goes smoothly, despite muddled interference from her parents and her ex-boyfriend, and she finds that she actually likes running her little business. Then Inspector Brodeur—who, over the past six months has managed to put together several obscure bits of information which have led him to the young dry cleaner—catches up with her; luckily for both of them, Geneviève was an exotic dancer in her former life, so she has figured out how to get a man onto a line and reel him in.