A murdered girl with few leads to her murderer proves a frustrating case for the detectives of the 87th Precinct… on top of which, they lose one of their own.
Aging screenwriter Jack flees to English Bed & Breakfast to jump-start his career. What sells it is the lust, adultery, and murder in his screenplay paralleling reality.
“AT CARDS AND WITH WOMEN, BILL MAYNARD KNEW HOW TO CHEAT.” A fast and enjoyable Lawrence Block tale, with fast gamblin’ action, hot and steamy sex, smooth mystery, and an enjoyable climax.
This was the most depressing Hard Case Crime, the Hard Case with the least crime in it, and one of the most palpably realistic and pitiable novels I’ve ever written. All I could do was keep reading, like an animal entranced by a car’s headlights, until the bitter end. It’s not a book I could recommend for everyone, but it is a hauntingly beautiful read.