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Ross Macdonald a.k.a. Kenneth Millar: Trouble Follows Me (USA 2013) From the Publisher: PRAISE FOR ROSS MACDONALD "No once since Macdonald has written with such poetic inevitability about people, their secret cares, their emotional scars, their sadness, cowardice, and courage. He reminded the rest of us of what was possible in our genre." -- John Lutz, author of Single White Female "The greatest mystery novelist of his age, I would argue, even greater than Chandler." -- John Connolly, author of Every Dead Thing ROSS MACDONALD Ross Macdonald a.k.a. Kenneth Millar: Trouble Follows Me. Mysteriouspress.com / Open Road Integrated Media, ISBN: 9781453295571 (February, 2013), 210 p., $14.95 (?).
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Ross Macdonald: Trouble Follows Me (USA 1983) From the Publisher: ROSS MACDONALD Winner of the Mystery Writers of America Grand Master Award, Ross Macdonald is acknowledged around the world as one of the greatest mystery writers of our time. The New York Times has called his books featuring private investigator lew Archer "the finest series of detective novels ever written by an American. Inside: Bessie Land was flat on her back on the bed, staring at the discolored ceiling. One arm hung over the edge of the bed so that the hand half-rested on the foor. From the hand spread a pool of blood. A white mongrel puppy huddled there, licking the bloody hand. When I moved nearer, the dog crawled under the bed. I saw that Bessie Land's throat was deeply cut. The pull of the skin had made a raw ellipse in her darkly glistening neck. A wavy-edged bread knife rested on the quilt beside her head. She had her coat on, but it did not prevent her from being terribly cold. Ross Macdonald: Trouble Follows Me. Originally published under the name of KENNETH MILLAR. Bantam Books, ISBN: 0553235168 (August, 1983), 196 p., $2.95.
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Kenneth Millar: Trouble Follows Me (USA 1950) From the Publisher: She was flat on her back on the bed, staring at the discolored ceiling. From her throat spread a pool of blood. A white mongrel puppy licked the bloody hand that half-rested on the floor. Hatcher was kneeling on the floor in a posture similar to the Moslem attitude of prayer. His head was turned sideways, his one visible eye looking blankly at the blank wall. There was about him the souring sweet smell of sickness and drugs. Sam Drake was tracking a spy ring. Death tracked him. Kenneth Millar: Trouble Follows Me. A BIG BLONDE - A HOT SPY RING - and D-E-A-T-H! New York: Lion Books, 1950, Lion Book #47, 196 p., ¢25.
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