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In the four years that I-Doc Connor-have played water boy to Lieutenant Marsh's homicide team, I've met some notably undesirable characters. But nothing quite compares to the Angel clan-five brothers and a sister, Anita Angel Ferrier-whose Cuban sugar grew tall and sweet by cabled command from New York. Anita Ferrier, who had heard that my detecting was strictly polite, hired me because she was having trouble, a lot of trouble. One of her brothers was blackmailing her husband about something that had happened in Cuba twenty years ago, something called the Bolado affair. Anita wanted to know which brother it was, and she wanted any documents destroyed . . . unread.Then beautiful Anita was found beaten to death with a twitch-a leather instrument used to quiet unruly horses-at the Angel estate. One of those five brothers who had teased, pampered, and adored her had killed her in a fit of incredible fury . . . of almost psychopathic rage. It was dirty and degenerate and vicious, and even if I had to risk my life in Cuba, had to dare five hostile Angel brothers, I was determined to unmask the one who had such an uncontained streak of brutality, who had committed two murders and who wanted only to add mine to his list.Dead Angel was first published in 1953. For more classic mysteries, visit CoachwhipBooks.com.
There were two unusual things about Doc Connor's call. First, the patient was already dead, and second, the patient was a three-year-old filly. Tom, a well-known trainer, knew the horse had not died of heart failure, and Doc was sure it had been poisoned.The mare's owner ran a night club, and it was obvious that personal spite against him had been responsible for the sudden death. How far that spite would go was the $64 question answered soon by another murder, this time with a human victim. An ex-jockey, Snuffy, spoke from the grave. It was what he said, or implied he could have said before he departed this life, that started Doc Connor in the right direction.Lively Broadway characters, plus some fast action, make this a superior Whodunit.Murder Makes the Mare Go was first published in 1950. For more mystery classics, visit CoachwhipBooks.com.
Dehydration-death in a sweatbox for jockey Johnny Mallo, accidental death the doctor said. But Johnny's friend, Doc Connor, didn't believe it; he knew that Johnny could have turned off the box-by the mere flick of a switch.So Doc started to turn up things. Among them were: Lorry Mallo, Johnny's gorgeous wife, who stood to collect the insurance; and Johnny's brother, Mickey, who had practiced brotherly love a few days earlier by sticking Johnny with a knife. Huck Trask, a shady race-track character; and Eve, Huck's luscious blond wife, over whom Huck and Johnny had once fought.There was also the strange appearance of five grand, the strange disappearance of a cat called Sauki-no-no, and another attempted killing before Doc proved his point and the police called it murder too.A fast and tough story, moving from start to finish at an accelerated speed, told in the clipped staccato prose of the race track and Broadway world.Hot Tip was first published in 1951. For more classic mysteries, visit CoachwhipBooks.com.
Doc Connor (a strictly legal operator whose patients, however, range from Broadway's shadiest characters to racehorses) goes corpse-stalking-and winds up operating on a boy with a slug in his belly. The Doc, incidentally, has a gun in his back. And the gun is in the hands of a killer, a basher-in-of-heads-a guy he likes better every day.Then he hears via the radio and Katie (beautiful Katie!) that he's slated for the next bashing. But any man who's got a girl like Katie on the airwaves has already lost his head . . .Odds-On Murder was first published in 1948.
They couldn't find him. They traced him as far as Pennsylvania Station where he seemed to vanish into thin air.His name was Panty Burke, a "percentage operator." Lt. Marsh of Homicide said that he'd been forging pari-mutuel tickets and had taken a powder.Grace Larkin, Panty's gorgeous and loyal fiancée, said that wasn't true-that Burke was a good guy and something awful must have happened.And Doc Connor, who had a weakness for a lovely lady, believed her-and found himself trying to outwit both Eddie Marsh and a ruthless killer.Murder is Mutuel was first published in 1948.
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