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One Horse Open Slay: A Crag Banyon Mystery. Crag Banyon Mysteries, #1
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- ISBN978-1-301-67223-3
- EAN9781301672233
- Date de parution27/04/2013
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- ÉditeurBluewater
Résumé
"Hello, you've reached Banyon Investigations...."Crag Banyon is just your run-of-the-mill P. I. He's got a secretary who loves to hate and hates to love him. His worst enemy in the world is on the local force and relishes the thought of seeing Banyon behind bars. And he's got a knack for attracting all the crazies to his small downtown office above the fish market. So when an elf shows up on a stolen reindeer and hints of foul play at the North Pole, Banyon takes the whole thing in stride, refuses to take the case, and heads off to his favorite saloon.
But when the elf turns up dead the next morning, the cops make their least favorite private eye the fall guy. A hunted man, Banyon lams it to the Arctic Circle to clear his name. He quickly finds that Santa's workshop is a lot more dangerous than even a plucky P. I. with a ready quip and a five-alarm hangover can handle. Between fighting for his life and fending off the advances of a hot-to-trot Mrs.
Claus, Banyon uncovers a conspiracy that goes far past December 25. If he can just ring in the New Year without a bullet in his brain, it'll all be just another day's work for Crag Banyon, P. I."....he's an SOB, but he's cheap. How may I direct your call?"
But when the elf turns up dead the next morning, the cops make their least favorite private eye the fall guy. A hunted man, Banyon lams it to the Arctic Circle to clear his name. He quickly finds that Santa's workshop is a lot more dangerous than even a plucky P. I. with a ready quip and a five-alarm hangover can handle. Between fighting for his life and fending off the advances of a hot-to-trot Mrs.
Claus, Banyon uncovers a conspiracy that goes far past December 25. If he can just ring in the New Year without a bullet in his brain, it'll all be just another day's work for Crag Banyon, P. I."....he's an SOB, but he's cheap. How may I direct your call?"
"Hello, you've reached Banyon Investigations...."Crag Banyon is just your run-of-the-mill P. I. He's got a secretary who loves to hate and hates to love him. His worst enemy in the world is on the local force and relishes the thought of seeing Banyon behind bars. And he's got a knack for attracting all the crazies to his small downtown office above the fish market. So when an elf shows up on a stolen reindeer and hints of foul play at the North Pole, Banyon takes the whole thing in stride, refuses to take the case, and heads off to his favorite saloon.
But when the elf turns up dead the next morning, the cops make their least favorite private eye the fall guy. A hunted man, Banyon lams it to the Arctic Circle to clear his name. He quickly finds that Santa's workshop is a lot more dangerous than even a plucky P. I. with a ready quip and a five-alarm hangover can handle. Between fighting for his life and fending off the advances of a hot-to-trot Mrs.
Claus, Banyon uncovers a conspiracy that goes far past December 25. If he can just ring in the New Year without a bullet in his brain, it'll all be just another day's work for Crag Banyon, P. I."....he's an SOB, but he's cheap. How may I direct your call?"
But when the elf turns up dead the next morning, the cops make their least favorite private eye the fall guy. A hunted man, Banyon lams it to the Arctic Circle to clear his name. He quickly finds that Santa's workshop is a lot more dangerous than even a plucky P. I. with a ready quip and a five-alarm hangover can handle. Between fighting for his life and fending off the advances of a hot-to-trot Mrs.
Claus, Banyon uncovers a conspiracy that goes far past December 25. If he can just ring in the New Year without a bullet in his brain, it'll all be just another day's work for Crag Banyon, P. I."....he's an SOB, but he's cheap. How may I direct your call?"
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