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Killer Kink

by Fred Reed
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Book cover type: Paperback
  • ISBN13: 9781500602628
  • Binding: Paperback
  • Subject: N/A
  • Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
  • Publisher Imprint: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
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  • Pages: 164
  • Original Price: USD 12.95
  • Language: English
  • Edition: N/A
  • Item Weight: 227 grams
  • BISAC Subject(s): Mystery & Detective / Police Procedural

Hard-bolied crime fiction in the style of Sam Spade and Philip Marlowe. No white wine and cheese. Robert Dawson, pólice reporter for the Washington Herald in the nation's capital, is a former Marine with a checkered past your mother probably wouldn't like. He probably woulodn't care. One night Dawson and the pólice find, floating in the Chesapeake and Ohio Canlal through the city's glitzy Georgetown, a White House aide with his arms amputated and his face peeld like a peach. They suspect foul play. Shortly afterward, other oddly mutilated cadavers appear. Dawson is drawn into the investigation. He is closer to the pólice than other reporters because he doesn't give a rat's hind-quarters for prissy standards of journalistic appropirateness, and knows when to keep his mouth shut. The chase leads through a Washinton that tourists don't see--late-night-parks where the world's ugliest 200-pound-transvestites cavort in thong bikinis and size-thirty high heles, through bad sections where terminal alkies turn grey-green on a constant diet of gin and Vienna sausages, through the suburban S&M clubs where people you wouldn't expect do things you might expect. Dawson begins to receive encrypted messages from the killer, taunting him. At this point his girlfriend comes into the picture: Attila the Liberal, cute and fluffy-haired, who works for one the the super-secret spy agenccies. Dawson calls her Attila the Liberal because although she swears she is a liberal, if you mention child molesters she calmly recommends tin-snips. Quietly but phenomenally smart, she will sometimes start laughing while reading a newspaper. "See, if you take the third letter of every fifth word, skipping alternate lines, it spells out...." Nobody knows what she does at her super-secret spy agency. When the end came, it involves Ruby the Teen-age Wet Dream, Dawson's Kandy-Color red 1957 Chevy, 454 cubes, carburetor barrels a small dog could sleep in, and a cam that would have made the Rock of Gibraltar competitve at a drag strip. It happened one night when at Whitey's...well, it was something to see.

Fred Reed grew up in the rural South, swimming, shooting, fishing, driving too fast and drinking at least as much beer as he should have with the country boys. After a tour in Viet Nam with the Marines, during which he received more shrapnel in the face than he really wanted, he spent several years in the Sixties as long-haul hitchhiker, sleeping in ditches and meeting strange people. Later he fell into journalism almost accidentally, worked as international correspondent and scuba editor for Soldier of Fortune magazine, meeting yet stranger people. He then spent nine years as pólice writer for the Washington Times of Washington, D.C., riding with the cops for hundreds of nights in bad places populated by very bad people. He now lives near Guadalajara, Mexico, with his wife Violeta Gonzalez and several useless dogs.

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