Deadly image

de George Harmon Coxe

When Jack Casey, number one photographer at the *Morning Express*, dropped in at the Melody Lounge he wasn't looking for trouble. But this time, as they so often did, people who were already in trouble came to him. The first was Shirley Farrington, who asked Casey to escort her home from the party where her husband was rapidly getting drunk. The second was Donald Farrington himself. Casey knew Farrington as a wealthy stockbroker whose private life was impeccable. Now someone was trying a little game of blackmail and Farrington needed help. When Casey started asking questions, the answers didn't add up. Who was Shirley seeing at the Melody Lounge? Why had Farrington's sister paid $1,000 to a sleazy private eye on Meridian Street? In the next few days, the trail led Casey from the top strata of society to the shabby underworld of showgirls and scandal photographers. Then the game got rough. A man was found dead, and Casey was caught between the cops and an unknown killer—with a story he couldn't tell to anyone until he had all the answers.