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Clutching at straws / J.L. Abramo

By:

Abramo, J. L

Material type: Text

TextSeries: San Miguel de Allende (Mexico)--AuthorPublication details: New York : Thomas Dunne Books/St. Martin's Minotaur , 2003.Edition: 1st edDescription: x, 243 p. ; 22 cmISBN:

9780312308490

Subject(s):

Genre/Form:

Mystery fiction

DDC classification:

MYS ABR

LOC classification:

PS3601.B73 C57 2003

Summary: Lefty Wright had it all figured out. In fact, he was doing the math as he crawled into the deserted house through the kitchen window. Get to the bedroom, crack open the wall safe, and grab the envelope. Fifteen minutes. 1000 a minute. Nice score. What Lefty neglected to figure in were the unknowns-like the dead body of a prominent San Francisco judge stuffed beneath the bed. When the police nab him red-handed, Lefty finds himself charged with first-degree murder with no shoes, no one believing him, and only one phone call. He calls Jake Diamond.

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Item type	Current library	Collection	Call number	Status	Date due	Barcode
Mystery	Biblioteca Pública de San Miguel de Allende, A.C. Sala Ingles	General	MYS ABR (Browse shelf(Opens below))	Available		006851

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Lefty Wright had it all figured out. In fact, he was doing the math as he crawled into the deserted house through the kitchen window. Get to the bedroom, crack open the wall safe, and grab the envelope. Fifteen minutes. 1000 a minute. Nice score. What Lefty neglected to figure in were the unknowns-like the dead body of a prominent San Francisco judge stuffed beneath the bed. When the police nab him red-handed, Lefty finds himself charged with first-degree murder with no shoes, no one believing him, and only one phone call. He calls Jake Diamond.

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