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Summary

“The strait jacket’s canvas held my arms tight. My sixtwo was horizontal on a stretcher and the two bruisers carried it and my 205 pounds easily down the long corridor. I was confused as modern art, and being in this stupid asylum didn’t help. I was dumped onto a bed, yelling like a fiend. A needle, a stinging sensation in my neck and it was lights out for me. I awoke with a light beaming upon my face. A blade moved upward through the beam of light. And suddenly I was wide awake, thinking: This idiot is about to stab me! Me? I’m Shell Scott private eye and I’m in a lot of trouble...”

Duration: about 6 hours (06:18:23)
Publishing date: 2012-04-15; Unabridged; Copyright Year: 2012. Copyright Statment: —

• Crime & Thriller
• Contemporary Fiction