For years the townspeople had hated “that New York woman,” and now they had her — but good. Five eyewitnesses could swear she fired the shot that killed Jeff Rogers. So, there wasn’t much use in Larry Brett’s rushing down from the Big Town...
It is Christmastime. Inside the fashionable Avanti nightclub, the young, rich, and self-indulgent patrons celebrate with fine, exotic cuisine and the best champagne amid warm and inviting surroundings. Outside, in the bitter cold, shadowy derelicts...
Mr. Mountain had a perfect murder, all right. He didn’t make one mistake. However, Mr. Mountain wasn’t a very nice character. Neither was Mrs. Pennypacker. You aren’t going to like them a bit... but you won’t put DEATH IS A BLONDE down until...