As originally published in “The Shadow Magazine,” November 15, 1933.
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My life was ordinary until three years ago when I was thrown out of a downtown hotel window. My name is Robbie Brownlaw, and I am a homicide detective for the city of San Diego. I am twenty-nine years old. I now have synesthesia, a neurological...
Plenty of dead ones get dragged out of the dark, roily water that runs through the greatest city in the world. The Harbor Police take only routine notice. But when the cadaver conies in installments — a torso, a leg, an arm — that’s murder......
Dixie has a knack for being in
the wrong place at the wrong
time. The day she happens upon
the dead body outside a fancy
mansion is no different. She's
had her fill of homicide investigations, so she leaves the
gate-keeper's corpse to be
found by...