Bücher von Chris O'Grady

When a man like Roper hires out to "dispatch" people, he doesn't expect to be dealing with prim and proper folks, but even clients who use someone in his line of work ought to at least let him do the job before they double-cross him. These people didn't even wait for their victim to be cold before they pulled their cross.

Who...or what...was Bobbie Ross running from? Or had someone forced her to "disappear"? Matthew Ross was almost as worried about her as her friend Phyllis Vincent. Bobbie's mother Lesley Frobisher didn't seem to be worried at all, but then Lesley never worried about anything, not even herself. Sam Macklin could testify to that, or he could have, until a week ago. So, could Mario Williams, Macklin's right hand at the Marrakesch Casino. As for Bucky Wallace, the drifter Matt Ross gave a lift into town to, no one could figure out what his connection was to any of it. Not Dells, the cop. Not Ed Gurney, Assistant D. A. and Phyllis'sboyfriend. Not even Pete Hudson, the part-time private eye Phyllis hired to find Bobbie. The only one who seemed to know anything was a local Reno private snoop name Pinky, and he wasn't talking. Well, not at first, anyway.