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- Herausgeber: Black Mask
- Kategorie: Krimi
- Sprache: Englisch
Race Williams was a man not above using a gun, nor of making a quick buck. But there was one other—Sticker Haddock—who enjoyed murder like one does a game of checkers. So when Haddock’s employer, a well-off politician and bootlegging kingpin, approaches Williams out of fear for his own life, a chance to match wits with Haddock and make $200,000 lands on his table. Although Williams is quick to accept the offer, it may be in vain, for Williams’ own life becomes put in the crosshairs of the man they call “The Shooting Fool.” Story #8 in the Race Williams series. Carroll John Daly (1889–1958) was the creator of the first hard-boiled private eye story, predating Dashiell Hammett's first Continental Op story by several months. Daly's classic character, Race Williams, was one of the most popular fiction characters of the pulps, and the direct inspiration for Mickey Spillane's Mike Hammer.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
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Say It With Lead!
Race Williams book #8
A Black Mask Classic
by
Carroll John Daly
Black Mask
Copyright Information
© 2017 Steeger Properties, LLC. Published by arrangement with Steeger Properties, LLC, agent for the Estate of Carroll John Daly.
Publication History:
“Say It With Lead!” originally appeared in the June 1925 issue of Black Mask magazine.
No part of this book may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the publisher.
“Race Williams” is a trademark of the Estate of Carroll John Daly. “Black Mask” is a trademark of Steeger Properties, LLC, and registered with the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office.
Say It With Lead!
Chapter 1
The man is forty-five; that’s figuring low—fifty-five; that’s figuring high; but he don’t tell me his age. He’s tall, long, and gaunt, with great sunken eyes that are steady and piercing; scrutinizing if you get what I mean. Gray or brown and then gray and brown together. The iron gray hair runs up his age, but the jet black mustache brings it down again. Thin as a rail, perhaps, but as hard as one, too. His hand is steady and grips mine tightly, which means little—great honesty, much politics, or high class confidence stuff. Sharp nose, dominant chin, hard set mouth, and you have him. Howel L. Foster is his ticket. One last bet—he has character; good or bad it doesn’t matter. Here was a face you don’t see every day.
