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Though he did work for a small-town newspaper, Ken Svederup had been around, and to him the expense-paid trip he had won for a front-page news beat seemed pretty phony. But never look a gift horse… He was off to meet the Big Boss in California – and no doubt he’d get the real story. <p> Ken did meet the Big Boss, but he had not anticipated Clara Kelly, whose beauty and peppery temper made him forget the girls back home in Milquevais, Minnesota. <p> And the story was revealed…through a body pulled from the pounding surf after what seemed a deep-sea accident…and Ken found himself on the trail of an underwater killer.

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DANCE TO THE TUNE OF THE GUN!<P> The cops told Joe Moran he was through as a private eye. They’d revoked his license, taken away his gun permit, and given him orders to get out of the state. They’d had enough of his two-fisted methods and the trickery by which he’d short-circuited the law to gain his clients’ brand of justice. But neither Joe nor the police realized that at that very moment his detective future was filled to overflowing with:<P> A dancing girl playing postoffice with crime . . .<P> An ex-carnie sadist with a bullwhip mania . . .<P> A lip-reading night club snooper . . .<P> A hot-and-cold running murder tub . . .<P> And Joe and the cops found themselves dancing opposites in a fever-paced MAMBO TO MURDER!

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Lieutenant Kenmore's exciting solution of the murder of the nude beauty in an aquarium. Classic detective fiction!<P> "Clark's bad guys tend to be self righteous types, like high priced lawyers or smooth talking authors, whose mask their crookedness in a stream of noble sounding verbiage. It makes for a gentler tone, and a vein of satire." – Mike Grost