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When a pretty, red-haired, ex-military pilot is killed, the boys in blue blunder around for a few chapters before they unmask her secret life as a drug courier. By then the burglar who broke into Cass Ridley's apartment and stole the "tip" she got for her last run has already tried to spend one of the $100 bills from her stash, attracting the attention of the Secret Service. The "superbill" is phoney, and by the time Carella and his crew uncover the international counterfeit ring behind it, McBain has taken the action up a notch with a terrorist plot to bomb Clarendon (read Carnegie) Hall, where an eminent Israeli violinist is performing. There's also a conspiracy involving a publishing company whose sales reps are so venal and violent you might think they were the creation of a writer who blamed them when his last book failed to sell. Not so McBain, who can't have too many complaints in that department. His publisher's reps have been living well for decades on the commissions earned on McBain's books (including those of Evan Hunter, his alter ego).
That he has kept this series going for so long without tricking up the plots, turning his characters into stereotypes or sacrificing their humanity is a tribute to his authorial gifts: expert pacing, sharp-edged dialogue, authenticity, wit and confidence. There's only one thing getting old in this, his 51st book in an evergreen series: the fictional convention that locates the 87th in a place called Isola instead of midtown Manhattan, where it so clearly is set. --Jane Adams --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
The 87th precinct novels are the best police procedurals, EVER. My mission in life is to read them all (I'm almost there). The stories are captivating, the dialogue is too delicious. Reading an 87th precinct novel is like eating a sweet crunchy apple. You savor each bite, you never want it to end but you can't stop eating and all too soon you're done, and you're left wanting more.
If you are an Ed McBain fan this book will not disappoint. If you've never picked up an Ed McBain book before this will introduce you to an author that has writen so many winning stories it will take you six mouths to catch us.
Enjoy, I did.
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