e-Book Blue Hammer (The Crime club) epub downloadAuthor: Ross Macdonald
Pages: 256 pages
Publisher: HarperCollins Distribution Services (September 16, 1976)
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by Ross Macdonald
Book 18 in the Lew Archer series, 1976. The title phrase is from a poem by Henri Coulette. To William Campbell Gault.
The desert air is hot with sex and betrayal, death and madness and only Archer can make sense of a killer who makes murder a work of art. Finding a purloined portrait of a leggy blonde was supposed to be an easy paycheck for Detective Lew Archer, but that was before the bodies began piling up. Suddenly, Archer find himself smack in the middle of a decades-long mystery of a brilliant artist who walked into the desert and simply disappeared. Book 18 in the Lew Archer series, 1976.
Ross Macdonald The Blue Hammer Book 18 in the Lew Archer series, 1976The title phrase is from a poem by Henri Coulette. To William Campbell Gault I I drove up to the house on a private road that widened at the summit into a parking apron. I. I drove up to the house on a private road that widened at the summit into a parking apron. When I got out of my car I could look back over the city and see the towers of the mission and the courthouse half submerged in smog.
He sat for a while with his head down, then spoke in a stronger voice. I scored three touchdowns that day, four if you count Mildred. I was seventeen when William was conceived, eighteen when he was born. There wasn’t much I could do for him. I had no money. I was trying to make it through college
Ross Macdonald is the main pseudonym that was used by the American-Canadian writer of crime fiction Kenneth Millar (/ˈmɪlər/; December 13, 1915 – July 11, 1983).
Ross Macdonald is the main pseudonym that was used by the American-Canadian writer of crime fiction Kenneth Millar (/ˈmɪlər/; December 13, 1915 – July 11, 1983). He is best known for his series of hardboiled novels set in Southern California and featuring private detective Lew Archer. Brought up in the province of Ontario, Canada, Macdonald eventually settled in the state of California, where he died in 1983.
The Blue Hammer was MacDonald's last completed novel. Though undiagnosed at the time, he was beginning to suffer from Alzheimer's; there are small slips in the narrative that he would have caught a few years earlier (A very minor one: Lew Archer has two separate meals on the same day because he suddenly remembers he hasn't eaten since breakfast-both times), and that got past.
Читать бесплатно The Blue Hammer Ross MacDonald. Текст этой книги доступен онлайн: th emotions I couldn’t read. Her face was gray and slack
Читать бесплатно The Blue Hammer Ross MacDonald. Her face was gray and slack. She looked like a woman who had been pushed to her limit and might break down under further pressure. What is it? she said
Macdonald Ross - скачать бесплатно все книги автора. It was a long way from the million-dollar Foothill Club to Pelly Street, where grudges were settled in blood and Spanish and a stolen diamond ring landed a girl in jail
Macdonald Ross - скачать бесплатно все книги автора. Книги 1-4 из 4. B?kitny m?oteczek. Жанр: Детективы: прочее. It was a long way from the million-dollar Foothill Club to Pelly Street, where grudges were settled in blood and Spanish and a stolen diamond ring landed a girl in jail. Defense lawyer Bill Gunnarson was making the trip – fast.
Lew gets romantically involved with a headstrong reporter which is a good thing
Lew gets romantically involved with a headstrong reporter which is a good thing. The plot about a painting of questionable provenance is typical Archer. Lots of twists and a satisfying conclusion. Seems to me Ross may have had an inkling his life was drawing to a close. A very interesting swan song. I'll always love All these books.
Ross Macdonald's signature staccato prose is the real star throughout this collection, which is both a perfect introduction for the newcomer and a must-have for the Macdonald aficionado. He already knew a kidnapping at the club was tied to the girl's hot rock, and he suspected that a missing Hollywood starlet was the key to a busy crime ring.
He was as still as a perching hawk, with some of a hawk’s poised threat. I’ve been open with you, he said. But you’ve been holding back on me. You haven’t even told me who you represent. The sheriff smiled broadly without showing any teeth at all. You’re kidding me. No, I’m not. The girl is Biemeyer’s daughter. Without any obvious change, his smile turned into a grin of shock and alarm. He must have become aware that he was revealing himself. Like a hostile fist relaxing, his face smoothed itself out into blandness.