Book Description
The fiftieth is pure gold: from the author The
New York Times calls "the man with the golden ear"
comes the fiftieth novel in the 87th Precinct series.
In this city, you can get anything done for a price. If
you want someone's eyeglasses smashed, it'll cost you a
subway token. You want his fingernails pulled out? His legs
broken? You want him more seriously injured? You want him
hurt so he's an invalid his whole life? You want him skinned,
you want him burned, you want him -- don't even mention it in
a whisper -- killed? It can be done. Let me talk to someone.
It can be done.
The hanging death of a nondescript old man in a shabby
little apartment in a meager section of the 87th Precinct was
nothing much in this city, especially to detectives Carella
and Meyer. But everyone has a story, and this old man's story
stood to make some people a lot of money. His story takes
Carella, Meyer, Brown, and Weeks on a search through Isola's
seedy strip clubs and to the bright lights of the theater
district. There they discover an upcoming musical with ties
to a mysterious drug and a killer who stays until the last
dance.
The Last Dance is Ed McBain's fiftieth novel of the
87th Precinct and certainly one of his best. The series began
in 1956 with Cop Hater and proves him to be the man
who has been called "so good he should be
arrested."
