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Doan & Carstairs Mysteries, Book Three: Sally's in the Alley ($.99 Mystery Classics) Overview
In this pulp classic, the detective duo takes on an adventure in the desert mining town of Heliotrope. A snappy, hard-boiled treat featuring one of mystery's most loved duos -- the rumpled detective Doan and his canine companion, Carstairs.This unique edition has been spell-corrected and reformatted especially for the Kindle. It contains clear and easy-to-read chapter headings and appropriate line and page breaks. This edition is a one-of-a-kind version of the original text that represents many hours of hard work by Joust Books editors.
An excerpt from Sally's in the Alley:
Chapter 1
THIS WILL PROBABLY STRIKE YOU AS HIGHLY improbable if you know your Hollywood, but the lobby of the Orna Apartment Hotel, off Rossmore south of Melrose, is done in very nice taste. It is neat and narrow and dignified, with a conservative blue carpet on the floor and a small black reception desk on a line straight back from the unadorned plate glass door.
At this particular moment its only occupant was the desk clerk. He was small and very young-looking, and he had dark curly hair and a snub nose with freckles across the bridge. His blue eyes were staring with a look of fierce, crosshatched concentration at the pictured diagram of a radio hookup he had spread out on the desk.
The plate glass door opened, and a man came into the lobby with a quietly purposeful air. He was blond and a little better than medium height, and he was wearing an inconspicuous blue business suit. He looked so much like an attorney or an accountant or the better class of insurance broker that it was perfectly obvious what he really was.
He walked up to the desk and said, "Have you a party by the name of Pocus staying here?"
The desk clerk was following the whirligig line that indicated a coil on his diagram with the point of a well-chewed pencil. The pencil point hesitated for a split second and then moved on again.
"No," he said. He didn't have to bother about being courteous because he intended to quit the apartment hotel any minute now and get a job at a fabulous salary in a war plant installing radios in fighter planes.
The blond man took a leather folder from his pocket, opened it, and spread it out on the radio diagram. "Take a look at this."
Doan & Carstairs Mysteries, Book Three: Sally's in the Alley ($.99 Mystery Classics) Specifications
In this pulp classic, the detective duo takes on an adventure in the desert mining town of Heliotrope. A snappy, hard-boiled treat featuring one of mystery's most loved duos -- the rumpled detective Doan and his canine companion, Carstairs.This unique edition has been spell-corrected and reformatted especially for the Kindle. It contains clear and easy-to-read chapter headings and appropriate line and page breaks. This edition is a one-of-a-kind version of the original text that represents many hours of hard work by Joust Books editors.
An excerpt from Sally's in the Alley:
Chapter 1
THIS WILL PROBABLY STRIKE YOU AS HIGHLY improbable if you know your Hollywood, but the lobby of the Orna Apartment Hotel, off Rossmore south of Melrose, is done in very nice taste. It is neat and narrow and dignified, with a conservative blue carpet on the floor and a small black reception desk on a line straight back from the unadorned plate glass door.
At this particular moment its only occupant was the desk clerk. He was small and very young-looking, and he had dark curly hair and a snub nose with freckles across the bridge. His blue eyes were staring with a look of fierce, crosshatched concentration at the pictured diagram of a radio hookup he had spread out on the desk.
The plate glass door opened, and a man came into the lobby with a quietly purposeful air. He was blond and a little better than medium height, and he was wearing an inconspicuous blue business suit. He looked so much like an attorney or an accountant or the better class of insurance broker that it was perfectly obvious what he really was.
He walked up to the desk and said, "Have you a party by the name of Pocus staying here?"
The desk clerk was following the whirligig line that indicated a coil on his diagram with the point of a well-chewed pencil. The pencil point hesitated for a split second and then moved on again.
"No," he said. He didn't have to bother about being courteous because he intended to quit the apartment hotel any minute now and get a job at a fabulous salary in a war plant installing radios in fighter planes.
The blond man took a leather folder from his pocket, opened it, and spread it out on the radio diagram. "Take a look at this."
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