O machado denunciante

The voices were low and to Betha Cool's trained ear- never ending. She'd tell that Elsie Brand a thing or two about wasting time conversing with clients...
Flinging open the door, Bertha stomped angrily into the reception room. Her glittering little eyes widened, her jaw dropped. There stood DONALD LAM!
The navy had kissed him goodbye, he said. It seemed he had bugs. Tropical bugs. Nothing, however, that a little peace and quiet wouldn't cure.
Before the words were well out of his mouth, Georgia Rushe appeared. She was a good looking woman, and a determined one. She was going to break up the so called happy home pf Ellery Crail and she needed help.
Within thirty minutes Donald was off to the Rimpley Rendezvous- a place for lonely women who had little to do and plenty of money to do it. And there was Billy Prue, a gorgeous girl with elusive ways and plenty of crooked connections.
From then on it was a matter of corpses and cops, with Donald minding his P's and Q's- and we don't mean peace and quiet.

LIVRO DE BOLSO.