By James Hadley Chase, Gregory Shepard
While journalist Nick Mason obtained a sizzling tip to enquire the frame-up of a guy being completed for homicide, he did not understand what he used to be in for. on the fuel chamber, it was once Vessi's final phrases that gave Mason the clue to a weird disguise up on the first rate Mackenzie textile company. but if Mason will get warned off through a cold-eyed gunman and a deadly hooker known as Blondie, he could have deserted the entire research . . . if it were not for the impossible to resist Mardi, the woman from Mackenzie materials who may be able to lead him to the reality.
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There was a catch in this, of course. I'd got to start right now and earn that dough. I wandered into the bathroom and took off the sleeping-suit. The cold prickle of the shower made me feel good. Once I got through with the wet part of getting up, I always tried my hand at singing. Maybe I wasn't so good, but I'd got a lot of power. I wrapped the towel round my waist and shaved, then I wandered back into the bedroom with the idea of having a drink to help me on the final task of dressing. Two things struck me as soon as I entered the bedroom.
It gave me the heebies just to imagine myself sitting in there. From where I stood, I could look through the window of the chamber and see the boys on the opposite side, looking through their window at me. They waved at me and I gave them the two-digit high sip. Those guys certainly looked a bunch of monkeys massed up behind the glass. I had come to see Vessi, so I thought I might as well have a look at him. He was sitting in his cell, smoking a cigarette. He was naked but for a pair of underwear shorts.
I raced to the window and threw it up. The street was deserted. I thought I caught a glimpse of a yellow taxi flashing round the corner, but I wasn't sure. If it was a taxi, it was moving like hell. I went back to the bedroom and stood sniffing. I'm not one of those guys who can classify a smell quickly, but I knew this stuff all right. It was the kind of scent hot mammas used to get the boys running in circles. Right then, I was running in circles. I was as mad as a blind man at a strip tease.