It is early 1942. You are in San Fran-
cisco, and you need a private eye. Sam
Spade is rumored to be in Istanbul. The
Continental Op has been drafted and is
a sergeant in the Areutians. Philip Mar-
lowe is up at Little Fawn Lake investi-
gating the disappearance of Mrs. Derace
Kingsley. Lew Archer is in the army.
Who s left? Nobody but C. Card. You
haven t heard of C. Card? That s all
right. Nobody has.
When you hire C. Card, the hero of
Richard Brautigan s eighth novel, you
have scraped the bottom of the private
eye barrel.
But you won t be bored. No indeed.
Because when C. Card finds some
bullets for his gun, you will be in for
some fast, funny, slam-bang private eye
adventures.
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