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Condition: Fair Spine sloping forward. Page edges browning but otherwise no defects. Plot / Content: "When an up-and-coming business man is found murdered in a most unusual and compromising way, the New Orleans' Police Department is stumped. Not only does the victim, H R Loomis, appear to be the epitome of the popular, family-loving philanthropist, but the method and scene of his death are as puzzling as the motive. "Loomis found in the men's room of one of New Orleans' most notorious gay bars. The police decide to enlist the help of gay ex-cop Matty Sinclair. Matty is well-equipped to penetrate the gay community in a way the police can not. None to keen to accept the assignment he is nudged into compliance to cover up his lover's own rather shady past. "Matty is smart, bitchy and when necessary, if not the most adept sleuth there's been in the buiness, extremely resourceful. His extremely witty commentary punctuates the all-too gruesome scenario as the murders accumulate." (from the cover) Background / Biography: Reviews: "an impressive debut . . . outrageously colourful" Philadelphia Inquirer (from the cover) Clicking on advertiser links on this site may allow these companies to gather and use information about your visit to this and other websites to provide you with advertisements about goods and services presumed to be of interest to you. |
Quote from this book "Hubert R Loomis had never looked worse. The bound body of the well-nourished white male in his latter thirties was naked from waist to knees, displaying a jagged and bloody wound at groin level. The hapless Mr Loomis still lay just as he had died, twisted against the wall of the toilet booth. Light blue eyes were open and staring in horrific agony. And the broad mouth, gagged with a filthy sock, was even now drawn back in a final silent scream. Lieutenant Frank Washington, NOPD, turned away from the crime scene and sorely regretted a late meal and second helping of crawfish étoufée. He pulled out his handkerchief. 'This how you found him, Rico?' Stupid question. Who would move the body? Who would want to touch it all?" opening paragraphs Secondhand booksellers |
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