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Ed McBain: Nocturne (USA 2013) From the Publisher: Ed McBain: Nocturne. An 87th Precinct Novel. Thomas & Mercer, ISBN: 9781477805589 (November, 2013), 320 p., $13.95.
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Ed McBain: Nocturne (USA 1998) From the Publisher: NOCTURNE "Packs a wallop.... McBain is one of the best in the business." -- PEOPLE Ed McBain: Nocturne. 87th Precinct. Warner Books, ISBN: 0446605387 (April, 1998), 342 p., $6.99.
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Ed McBain: Nocturne (UK 1997) From the Publisher: Svetlana Helder is dead: just another old lady shot by a burglar. But Carella and Hawes think that there might be more to her story: burglars don't usually shoot the cat too. Yolande Marie Marx isn't dead. But the crack-addicted hooker has just agreed to spend the night with three preppies called Richard: eighteen years old, smart as hell, drunk as skunks - and a lot more dangerous than they look. The guilty are out there in the city, but not in the most obvious places. Carella and the other officers of the 87th follow the weapons, the witnesses and the dead ends through the sleeping streets of Isola.... Ed McBain: Nocturne. A Novel of the 87th Precinct. New English Library, ISBN: 0340695404 (November, 1997), 291 p., £5.99.
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Ed McBain: Nocturne (UK 1997) From the Publisher: Svetlana Helder's long, tragic life is over. Concert pianist, refugee, mother, she'd ended up being just another old lady living alone. Now she's been shot, her cat's been shot and the homicide detectives think she interrupted a burglar. Carella and Hawes disagree. Elsewhere in the city, Yolande Marie Marx's short, tragic life is nearly over. Known on the street as Marie St Claire, she's been a hooker and a crack addict for long enough to know better than to party with more than one client, but she needs the money. The three preppies called Richard - eighteen years old, smart as hell and drunk as skunks - are unfortunately a lot more dangerous than they look. The murderers are out there in the city, but not in the most obvious places. This is McBain at his most compelling. Unfolding his story entirely at night, intertwining two tales in which almost everyone involved is rotten, he weaves a virtuoso tapestry of murder, mayhem and retribution. Ed McBain: Nocturne. A Novel of the 87th Precinct. Hodder & Stoughton, ISBN: 0340695390 (June, 1997), 291 p., £16.99.
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Ed McBain: Nocturne (USA 1997) From the Publisher: Once she had filled the concert halls of Europe with beautiful music. Once her name had been in headlines, her performances heralded in newspapers around the world. Now she lay dead on the cold floor of a cold apartment on the coldest night of the year: a little old woman with a shattered bottle of cheap liquor by her body and two fatal gunshot wounds to her chest. Svetlana Dyalovich, found dead at midnight, was one more homicide in one more endless night in the city. For detectives Carella and Hawes, no murder is ever routine, and while this one looks at first like a robbery, the evidence doesn't add up. And when Carella and Hawes interview Svetlana's hard-edged, lounge-singing granddaughter -- a woman accompanied by two armed bodyguards -- they start looking for a missing envelope full of money and for a killer who had more than robbery on his mind. Like a concert grand under the hand of a virtuoso, NOCTURNE sounds a multitude of moods and notes -- from nightclubs to cockfights, from fish markets to crack deals, as witnesses are interviewed, a stolen gun is traced, and a police lab churns out microscopic evidence that sends the cops back out to the streets. And while the cops of the 87th use their skill and method, a melody of tragedy and chance unfolds. For in NOCTURNE only some victims are innocent, only some of the victimizers are criminals, and the final chord will resound long after the tale is told. Ed McBain: Nocturne. A Novel of the 87th Precinct. Warner Books, ISBN: 0446518050 (May, 1997), 291 p., $24.00.
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