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The Tattooed Detective - David Craig
1998 British hardcover first edition first impression, Constable
A fine book in fine unclipped dustwrapper
Never been read, though does has a hint a page tanning to edges
NO previous owner names or stamps etc, nice and tidy
The dust cover has no tears or loss
A scarce Detective Inspector Brade novel from the author who also writes as Bill James
It's true, God made the world from Chaos and we'll get something great in the Bay eventually, not just the grand billboards advertising it. But what we've got now is the Chaos.' The words are Detective Inspector Brade's. Panic has gripped CardiffBay. As money pours into redeveloping the area the local villains are looking for big gain. Desperate for higher status as well as money to buy his own slice of the docklands, Paul Yeo is planning a bank raid. Arch-pimp Maximilian is laid up in hospital after last week's riot outside the Toledo and Sweet Bachelor Percy is dragged dying out of an artificial lake.

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Lance Hamer said: 'Look, I'm sorry for coming to your home with work matters, Paul, but this is an emergency, a real one, And we're not known, so still no tail, I'm sure of it.' Where the hell was the weapon Corbett promised? He tried to work out from Hamer's voice if he knew Yeo was refusing, refusing twice. With Jule, you were never sure what he had said or half said or said twisted or not said at all. Hamer seemed anxious, not angry. Where was Drinkwater? 'Now you're here you're here, Lance.' They were in the drawing-room at Highcross. When Hamer's voice first came on the gates intercom, Yeo had thought for a second, Don Samson. Stupid. If Don came stalking would he announce himself, for God's sake? Yeo had felt so relieved he pressed open-up. In any case, only a mixture of low fences and hedges guarded the grounds, and anyone could get in. Your true county families always had a wall, at least around the house. Next on his list.

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