Read 'Em and Weep

James Preston

ISBN 10: 1413435327 / ISBN 13: 9781413435320

Published by Xlibris Apr 2004, 2004

About this Item

Neuware - I was sort of hiding from two guys who either thought we were in business together or who wanted to kill me. 'Sort of hiding' because I could have left town and been relatively safe, but Las Vegas, NV has so many wonderful things to see and do that I decided to go to a topless rollerskating show instead. 'Sort of hiding' because I was fairly sure that the guys in question would take Door Number Two and try to shoot me, a lot. Why me I'm T. R. Macdonald, a sort-of unemployed broker/analyst from the boutique - we handle a small number of very rich clients - firm of Fields, Smith, and Barkman. My sort-of girlfriend Kandi had asked me to go to Vegas to see if I could talk to her cousin Chet, because she thinks his adoptive father, Dr. Woodrow Shaw, may be nuts. Are you getting all this There will be a quiz. Dr. Shaw asked me to go, too, and he offered to pay. It sounded like easy money. So I went. I must be nuts.

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Bibliographic Details

• Title: Read 'Em and Weep
• Publisher: Xlibris Apr 2004
• Publication Date: 2004
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 1413435327
• ISBN 13: 9781413435320
• Binding: Buch
• Condition: Neu
• Dimensions: 216W x 140H x 19D millimeters 216 millimeters width by 140 millimeters height by 19 millimeters depth
• Weight: 490 grams

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Synopsis

I was sort of hiding from two guys who either thought we were in business together or who wanted to kill me. "Sort of hiding" because I could have left town and been relatively safe, but Las Vegas, NV has so many wonderful things to see and do that I decided to go to a topless rollerskating show instead. "Sort of hiding" because I was fairly sure that the guys in question would take Door Number Two and try to shoot me, a lot.

Why me? I'm T. R. Macdonald, a sort-of unemployed broker/analyst from the boutique - we handle a small number of very rich clients - firm of Fields, Smith, and Barkman. My sort-of girlfriend Kandi had asked me to go to Vegas to see if I could talk to her cousin Chet, because she thinks his adoptive father, Dr. Woodrow Shaw, may be nuts. Are you getting all this? There will be a quiz. Dr. Shaw asked me to go, too, and he offered to pay.

It sounded like easy money.
So I went.
I must be nuts.

Review

"James R. Preston's Surf City Mysteries feature non-detective detective T.R. Macdonald, a Wall Street wizard whose personal brokenness, intellectual rigor and sense of rightness are the necessary tools for revealing an Orange County that is far darker than our local real estate promoters would like us to know.

"Preston's fans get his talent. They call Surf City Mysteries addictive, engaging, and spellbinding. They sometimes note that the series is darkly funny. I worry that they miss the one quality that makes them really great and terrifying: they're true." -- Will Swaim, Founding Editor/Publisher, OC Weekly