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An 87th Precinct Mystery: Cop Hater

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  • 176 stránok
  • 7 hodin čítania

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Swift, silent, and deadly -- someone is knocking off the 87th Precinct's finest, one by one. The how of the killings is obvious: three .45 shots from the dark add up to one, two, three very dead detectives. The why and the who are the Precinct's headaches now. When Detective Reardon is found dead, motive is a big question mark. But when his partner becomes victim number two, it looks like open-and-shut grudge killings. That is, until a third detective buys it. With one meager clue, Detective Steve Carella begins his grim search for the killer, a search that takes him into the city's underworld to a notorious brothel, to the apartment of a beautiful and dangerous widow, and finally to a .45 automatic aimed straight at his head.

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An 87th Precinct Mystery: Cop Hater, Ed McBain, Evan Hunter

Jazyk
Rok vydania
1970
Väzba
(mäkká)
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Titul
An 87th Precinct Mystery: Cop Hater
Jazyk
anglicky
Rok vydania
1970
Väzba
mäkká
Počet strán
176
ISBN10
0140019685
ISBN13
9780140019681
Prvé vydanie
1956
Pôvodný názov
Cop Hater
Hodnotenie
3,8 z 5
Anotácia
Swift, silent, and deadly -- someone is knocking off the 87th Precinct's finest, one by one. The how of the killings is obvious: three .45 shots from the dark add up to one, two, three very dead detectives. The why and the who are the Precinct's headaches now. When Detective Reardon is found dead, motive is a big question mark. But when his partner becomes victim number two, it looks like open-and-shut grudge killings. That is, until a third detective buys it. With one meager clue, Detective Steve Carella begins his grim search for the killer, a search that takes him into the city's underworld to a notorious brothel, to the apartment of a beautiful and dangerous widow, and finally to a .45 automatic aimed straight at his head.