Strip For Violence

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She was an expensive call girl and spending a night with her came high. But he never figured on a price as high as murder.

The photograph did justice to her generous statistics. Any private eye would enjoy tracking her down, and Hal Darling was no exception.

Her name was Marion Lodge. She'd put her impressive body to good use as a call girl before she'd dropped out of sight almost a year before. Hal was being paid a fortune to find her.

But someone else was also looking for Marion—with a knife. Hal had to get her fast, or the killer would strike first.

BOOK ONE

I

“Whatcha looking for, Tiny, a bruise?” This was said by a big joker, about two hundred pounds of lard-ass, and trying so hard to be tough, he was strictly for laughs.

And that's how it all started. How a guy can live a peaceful, normal life for years, then the fickle finger of fate gives him a slight goose... and in my case put me on a three-day merry-go-round of women and murder.

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