This had to be a Philip Marlowe „hardboiled“ mystery. I love this tough minded, hard-drinking, philosophical private eye with a – of course – purely professional interest in recurring femme fatales 😉
I was especially happy to find this especially pretty edition in a book exchange in Cambodia. Nothing like cuddling up on the sofa with a Raymond Chandler thriller and a glass of Malt Whisky (sorry no Bourbon for me). Should Star Treks Holodeck ever be invented during my lifetime – I will be Marlowe in Los Angeles in 1936.
„Nothing says goodbye like a bullet…“