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Dreamboat - Doug J Swanson
1995 UK hardcover 1st edition, 1st impression, Little Brown, London
A fine unread book in fine unclipped dustwrapper
No names, inscriptions or stamps etc
Tightly bound and square, clean contents and cloth
The jacket has no loss or tears
Former lawyer turned private investigator Jack Flippo looks into a case involving the body of a gambler who is washed up in a lake, the second book in the series
A bright example from the author of Big Town
For Sale at £10 (approx $17) *B4 - free delivery worldwide !

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Synopsis
The chief of the volunteer fire department 5 was eating a sandwich of luncheon meat rS and Miracle Whip on white bread when he 5 saw the body. It floated face down about 2 fifty feet away. Wayne Ambrose swallowed and pointed. "We got us a winner." The other man in the boat, a fat fishing guide known as Big Junior, turned to look. "About damn time/' he said. He steered with a trolling motor as Wayne reached with a gaff. At the touch of the hook the body rolled over as if weightless. Wayne studied a man with short dark hair, probably in his thirties, wearing jeans, a plaid shirt, gloves, and one shoe. The face was bloated, with skin the color of rancid pork. Turtles and fish had nibbled at the gray lips. Big Junior said, "Hey, Wayne, how come you stop eatin' that sammidge?" / Another ten minutes and the sun would start to drop behind the jagged line of tall pines along the shore. Wayne

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