Murder. Multiplied by Seven... equals supercharged action and breath-taking suspense in this carnivol of crime from the blood-dipped pen of Paul Cain, creator of close-lipped men whose rods did all their talking, and sultry women whose eyes were...
Suddenly there was an electrifying fanfare from the orchestra, and bright blue moonlight flared out from the semi-circle of spots on the floor.
Dorinda leaped from nowhere. The clean, taut lines of her slim, nude body were breathtakingly...
The woman screamed as he touched her...
“Good God, you’re not Ralph.”
Of course, he wasn’t Ralph. He was private eye Mike Shayne, trying to catch a little sleep in his own apartment-until a gorgeous doll slipped through the door,...