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Just when one thinks the 87 Precinct
mysteries are part of the golden past, here, comes another one,
showing Carella and Kling and Meyer and all the rest just as funny
as ever, and not a bit older. There is a confession to the murder
of a suburban wife, all loose ends are satisfactorily wrapped up,
but Carella's bones tell him that the woman's super-respectable
husband is the true murderer. Solved with the old familiar charisma.
- PICAYUNE (New Orleans, La.)
It's hard
to believe this is the 25th novel about the 87th. McBain (Evan Hunter,
as by now everyone knows) is about the best around on police procedure.
It's a tough, solid mystery.
-EVENING NEWS (Buffalo, N. Y.)
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By day the city works. By night it plays,
and everyone is invited to the game: the rich the poor, the
adventurous and the tame. Sometimes, the playground turns
deadly. Sometimes, the homicide detectives from the 87th Precinct
are invited, too...
Sadie When She Died
The victim had a knife plunged in her
chest. The husband was glad, and didn't hide it. From the
beginning, Detective Carella is sure someone was hired to
make the murder look like an interrupted robbery. Then the
dead woman's secrets begin to come out of the closet. Now
happily married, Steve Carella and unhappily single Bert Kling
are entering a city's sexual underground to find out which
is more dangerous: a world where anything goes or a husband
with secrets of his own.
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