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I had just begun taking off my jacket when the door quietly opened and two men slipped swiftly into the room.One was Frankie. The other I was seeing for the first time and not liking what I saw. Both were armed. Frankie had changed his toy for a mansized .38, which he held in his gloved right hand.No one spoke a word. The stranger tilted his gun toward the center of my face. Frankie swung his at the girl on the bed, planted his feet solidly, and fired five times into her body.Frankie dropped the .38 to the floor and the two of them backed out of the room. The door was quietly closed.I walked over quickly, crouched down, looked at the gun.It was mine.
YOU'LL GET YOURS"A dark room…a warm woman…a cold knife…"It begins at the end of the line-with a killing. But it had started simply enough when press agent Archie St. George hires private investigator, Barney Glines, to retrieve some missing jewels stolen from his beautiful client, Kyle Shannon. Glines knows he's being set-up for something but he goes along with the exchange out of curiosity more than anything. That-and Kyle Shannon.Turns out that the real "jewels" are a cache of nude photos of Miss Shannon, who is now being blackmailed. Soon Glines finds himself in a dead woman's room-who's been shot with his own gun-and the police are jumping to conclusions. It's beginning to look like whoever's behind the blackmail wants to make sure that Glines is the fall guy. Unless Glines can find him first.
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