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Swift, silent, and deadly -- someone is knocking off the 87th Precinct's finest, one by one. The how of the killings is obvious: three .45 shots from the dark add up to one, two, three very dead detectives. The why and the who are the Precinct's headaches now. When Detective Reardon is found dead, motive is a big question mark. But when his partner becomes victim number two, it looks like open-and-shut grudge killings. That is, until a third detective buys it. With one meager clue, Detective Steve Carella begins his grim search for the killer, a search that takes him into the city's underworld to a notorious brothel, to the apartment of a beautiful and dangerous widow, and finally to a .45 automatic aimed straight at his head.
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An 87th Precinct Mystery: Cop Hater, Ed McBain, Evan Hunter
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 1970
- Reliure
- (souple)
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- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Ed McBain, Evan Hunter
- Éditeur
- Penguin Books Ltd
- Publié
- 1970
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 176
- ISBN10
- 0140019685
- ISBN13
- 9780140019681
- Séries
- 87ème District
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Polars & Thrillers, Polars, Thriller, Meurtres, Littérature américaine, Polars classiques, Détective, Noir, Meurtres en série, Relations de travail
- Première publication
- 1956
- Titre original
- Cop Hater
- Évaluation
- 3,8 sur 5
- Description
- Swift, silent, and deadly -- someone is knocking off the 87th Precinct's finest, one by one. The how of the killings is obvious: three .45 shots from the dark add up to one, two, three very dead detectives. The why and the who are the Precinct's headaches now. When Detective Reardon is found dead, motive is a big question mark. But when his partner becomes victim number two, it looks like open-and-shut grudge killings. That is, until a third detective buys it. With one meager clue, Detective Steve Carella begins his grim search for the killer, a search that takes him into the city's underworld to a notorious brothel, to the apartment of a beautiful and dangerous widow, and finally to a .45 automatic aimed straight at his head.