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Open Road Media Mystery & Thriller
Dagger of Flesh
Dagger of Flesh
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"As far as I'm concerned, Richard S. Prather was the King of the paperback P.I writers of the 60s. Shell Scott should be in the Top Ten of any readers list of favorite private eyes."
--Robert J. Randisi
For four decades, Richard S. Prather published over 40 works of detective fiction, most featuring his clever, cad-about-town hero, Shell Scott. Known for their arched humor, punchy dialogue, and sunny Southern California locale, the Shell Scott books represent one of the greatest private eye collections ever produced.
DAGGER OF FLESH
A Shell Scott Mystery
Shell Scott. He's a guy with a pistol in his pocket and murder on his mind. The crime world's public enemy number one, this Casanova is a sucker for a damsel in distress. When a pair of lovely legs saunters into his office, he can't help but take the job, even when the case is a killer. Shell’s gotten himself into a heap of trouble this time. Jay’s gotten himself killed, and his corpse is pointing a stiff finger directly at our tender-hearted private dick. Is it possible that he has been hypnotized? If so, then maybe the cops won’t mind that lie about his whereabouts that night. But lying on top of those white sheets with that sexy dame, now that couldn’t be a figment of his imagination, could it? Nah, even Shell Scott can’t come up with something that juicy.
--Robert J. Randisi
For four decades, Richard S. Prather published over 40 works of detective fiction, most featuring his clever, cad-about-town hero, Shell Scott. Known for their arched humor, punchy dialogue, and sunny Southern California locale, the Shell Scott books represent one of the greatest private eye collections ever produced.
DAGGER OF FLESH
A Shell Scott Mystery
Shell Scott. He's a guy with a pistol in his pocket and murder on his mind. The crime world's public enemy number one, this Casanova is a sucker for a damsel in distress. When a pair of lovely legs saunters into his office, he can't help but take the job, even when the case is a killer. Shell’s gotten himself into a heap of trouble this time. Jay’s gotten himself killed, and his corpse is pointing a stiff finger directly at our tender-hearted private dick. Is it possible that he has been hypnotized? If so, then maybe the cops won’t mind that lie about his whereabouts that night. But lying on top of those white sheets with that sexy dame, now that couldn’t be a figment of his imagination, could it? Nah, even Shell Scott can’t come up with something that juicy.
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