Saturday, February 08, 2014

Book Excerpt for the Day


    “Where’s my truck?”

    They turned and found themselves facing a bullet head on an ICBM body lumpily stuffed into a black shirt and a brown suit.  It was as though King Kong were making a break for it, hoping to smuggle himself back to his island disguised as a human being.  And, just to make the picture complete, this marvel carried over his shoulder half a cow; half a naked cow, without its fur or head.

    “Tiny!” Dortmunder said inaccurately.  “We’re looking for you!”


    (from Drowned Hopes by Donald E. Westlake)

    8*/10.  The complete review is here.
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