With the last of his money disappearing, Dick Ramey sets out to borrow some from his ex-wife. What happens in the following few hours makes him the only possible suspect in a sex-murder he did not commit.
This relentlessly readable novel carries you from one memorable scene to another: a matrimonial agency where Ramey fills out an application form with amazing crudity; an overnight stay in a flophouse--and, on another night, a seedy hotel room to which Ramey has taken an amorous barmaid; a meeting in a London park that leads to a cover-up flight to Paris; a second murder, which is discovered through a sack of potatoes that has legs.
Ramey, in the words of one advance review, convicted " in a trial where the judge is hardly impartial, manages to escape...and then comes a real little shocker of an ending."
