Peter Chambers is a private richard who has a real affinity for trouble. He hasn't any notion at all who polished off the nasty blonde with the round hole between her eyes--or the little man swinging by the neck from a bedroom window. Peter has strong incentives for finding out the answers--partly because the only thing he can do is break the case wide open before the going gets too rough; but mainly because his fee is Miami Moonbeam, six feet of ravishing, red-haired woman.
The nightclub, the Long-Malamed, was packed. Peter Chambers was enjoying the show. A great Afro-Cuban drummer with and even greater dancer, Manaja, was on stage. Now, lightning from the spot hit the stage in garish waves as Manaja began her torso-flinging performance. Her copper body had been rubbed with oil, reflecting the bursting flashes of light and loud drums, which proved a perfect distraction for one little bullet to find its way into the nightclub owner's temple. Now Peter Chambers' clie... more info>>
One of the great men of the country, Adam Woodward, has just hired Peter Chambers to be his bodyguard. Woodward, a famous newspaper columnist, is about to expose someone as a Communist. But before can start to do his job, Woodward is gunned down in the street. And Chambers is the only witness to the murder. The solution to Woodward's murder was carefully written down--but Woodward had hidden it where Peter Chambers couldn't find it. A Peter Chambers mystery by Noir Master, Henry Kane.