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LULLABY (AN 87TH PRECINCT NOVEL) McBain, Ed 1999 31311 ABOUT THE BOOK Lullaby (An 87th Precinct Novel) ANNOTATION Warring gangs prepare to rip the city to pieces--and the detectives of the 87th Precinct unearth secrets that lead them to the very heart of crime. FROM THE PUBLISHER In Lullaby, McBain expertly probes the personal and professional lives of the men and women of the 87th Precinct as New Year's Eve brings an unusual deluge of crime and emotional trauma. FROM THE CRITICS Publishers Weekly Of all McBain's 60 or so bestsellers, the chillers about the 87th Precinct have been the most popular. This is the 40th, bringing detectives Carella and Meyer to a swank apartment on New Year's Eve. Returning from a party, a couple find their adopted baby and her teenaged sitter murdered. There are so many ramifications, including the later death of the biological mother, that the case seems hopelessly muddled. But Carella and Meyer, outraged by the crime, stick to the wearying routine and finally bring the guilty to book. While readers are absorbed in this horrendous story, they simultaneously fear for Bert Kling, as he investigates competing drug traffickersJamaican, Chinese, blackwho are killing each other and bent on killing him. The lamentably convincing portraits of today's metropolis also create empathy for endangered detective Eileen Burke, tempted to resign despite her commitment to police work and her lover, Kling, as a matter of self-preservation. MWA Grand Master McBain's staccato dialogue and authentic characters, as always, make the new series entry a page turner. Mystery Guild selection; Literary Guild, Doubleday Book Club alternates. (Jan.) WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING May well be the very best of the 87th Precinct novels. It moves like a bullet train. - Joseph Wambaugh Media Books Audio Publishing 1-57815-050-7 / 9781578150502 Audio Cassette Program As New Great Neck, New York, U.S.A. Price:
15.75 USD
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MONEY, MONEY, MONEY - AUDIO CASSETTE PROGRAM Ed McBain 2001 02870977 About this program: Steve Carella, Meyer Meyer, and Fat Ollie Weeks having been working the 87th Precinct for more than 40 years, but they're still the top dicks in town for devotees of Ed McBain's absorbing police procedurals. When a pretty, red-haired, ex-military pilot is killed, the boys in blue blunder around for a few chapters before they unmask her secret life as a drug courier. By then the burglar who broke into Cass Ridley's apartment and stole the "tip" she got for her last run has already tried to spend one of the $100 bills from her stash, attracting attention of the Secret Service. The "superbill" is phony; by the time Carella and his crew uncover the international counterfeit ring behind it, McBain has notched up the action with a terrorist plot to bomb Clarendon (read Carnegie) Hall, where an eminent Israeli violinist is performing. You will have to listen to the FOUR audio cassette tapes to find out what happens in this nail-biting fiction program. SIX hours playing time read by Ron McLarty, boxed cassettes. PUBLISHED AT twenty six dollars. Simon & Schuster Audioworks, 0743509927 / 9780743509923 Audio Cassette Boxed Program As New Condition Price:
14.36 USD
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THE BIG BAD CITY (A Novel) McBain, Ed 1999 9801 REview: " I've spent the last half hour trying to think of any other series of detective novels that have stayed as vital, inventive, and fresh as Ed McBain's Tales of the 87th Precinct. I can't think of one that even comes close. McBain seems to have two types of readers: the ardent fan who automatically buys every 87th for the pure pleasure he knows it will render; and the ardent writer who automatically buys every 87th for the pure pleasure he knows it will render - and for all that it will teach him as a storyteller. Everybody from Stephen King to Tony Hillerman has acknowledged learning from McBain. As I've said before, McBain sets writing problems for himself that make most of us cower - and solves them all in great high style and with cheery abandon. What is just as remarkable is that virtually every 87th has a different story engine. He's given us locked rooms, Sherlockian puzzles, dark and driven Simenonlike character studies, hostage drama (the entire 87th held hostage, in fact), black comedies, and almost merry murder tales whenever the Deaf Man hits McBain's beloved Isola. At hand now we have the 48th 87th, The Big Bad City, and it provides all the same kicks, frenzy, shocks, comedy, and urban despair we not only expect but demand from the very best 87ths. The story tracks are these: A lovely young nun is murdered. But what's this? A few years back she wasn't a nun at all. She was a high-living rock star. Curiouser and curiouser. Then there's the Cookie Boy, a surly lad so named for the cookies he leaves behind whenever he violates thelaw.There is, concurrent with both these story lines, all the great cop talk at the precinct, the personal preoccupations of the detectives themselves, the sardonic McBain take on urban exasperation in all its noisy and sullen splendor, and even some scenes in which our man Carella feels the hot, murderous breath of his past on the back of his neck. In other words, another page-turning, nonstop 87th one would have to put among the best of them all. A few notes: While the humor is sturdy and witty as ever, one senses that McBain holds out less hope for our urban problems. At least in this book, there's a cynicism that can't be mitigated by laughter. The Big Bad City is exactly that. The violence hurts, too. In earlier 87ths, McBain dealt more sparingly with violence, not so much in the amount of space he gave it, but in the way he presented it. Here, it isn't book violence - it's much closer to the real thing: brief, sloppy, ugly, and profoundly frightening. If anything, this enhances the reality of the book and forces us to look at it as a problem all around us. While there are certainly some 87ths I like better than others, I've never read an 87th I didn't enjoy. McBain is the master. That he has been able to continuously keep his plotting unique and ingenious, his characters fascinating, and his famous literary voice (which includes the ultimate no-no, speaking directly to the reader) all at peak momentum since 1958 - well, as I said at the beginning, there's nobody else in the history of crime fiction who's even come close. -Ed Gorman Ed Gorman's latest novels include Daughter of Darkness, Harlot's Moon, andBlack River Falls, the latter of which "proves Gorman's mastery of the pure suspense novel," says Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. ABC-TV has optioned the novel as a movie. Gorman is also the editor of Mystery Scene Magazine, which Stephen King calls "indispensable" for mystery readers. FROM THE PUBLISHER One thing you have to understand about this city is: it's dangerous. Never mind the reassuring bulletins from the mayor's office. Just watch the first ten minutes of the 11:00 o'clock news every night and you'll learn in the wink of an eye exactly what the people of this city are capable of doing to each other. And 11:00 is when the city learned about a nun strangled in the park. Detectives Carella and Brown of the 87th Precinct catch the case. Who'd kill a nun? Why? Simon & Schuster Adult Publishing Group 0-684-85512-7 / 9780684855127 Hardcover As New As New Book Jacket New York Price:
17.72 USD
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The Last Dance: A Novel of the 87th Precinct McBain, Ed 2000 10013700 When it comes to the novels of big-city cop life revolving around a single station house's daily dramas, Ed McBain wrote the book--50 of them, in fact. And whatever one thinks of the virtues of NYPD Blue, Hill Street Blues, or even Law and Order, there's the undeniable truth that McBain was there first, with his wonderfully reimagined New York. (Fans know that Isola is the stand-in for the borough of Manhattan, Riverhead for the Bronx, Majesta for Queens, Calm's Point for Brooklyn, and Bethtown for Staten Island.) Here, as one hopes and expects, a body turns up within the opening pages. And also, as is often the case, Detective Steve Carella is there to spar with the medical examiner. But there are other bodies and other police personnel in a story that takes the typical McBain route--no short cuts--that amounts to a crook's tour of the city he loves. With a cast of characters that ranges from socialites to hookers, The Last Dance takes in theater world chicanery, police brutality, and a pizza-joint massacre. Ed McBain, also known as Evan Hunter, is the only American ever to have won the British Crimewriters Association's Diamond Dagger; he is a grand master of the Mystery Writers of America; his books have sold over a hundred million copies around the world; and he wrote the screenplay for Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds, the Matthew Hope series of mystery novels with fairy tale and nursery rhyme titles (Rumpelstiltskin, Goldilocks, etc.), as well as the classic The Blackboard Jungle. Celebrating the publication of the 50th novel in a series that stays amazingly fresh and incredibly readable is no small thing. This much-loved and seminal writer is a national treasure. If you're a mystery reader, you've undoubtedly read Ed McBain. If you haven't read one for a while, try this one. It's so good it will immediately send you scurrying back for the ones you missed. --Otto Penzler From Publishers Weekly The 50th novel of the 87th Precinct is one of the best, a melancholy, acerbic paean to lifeAand deathAin the fictional big city of Isola. The story begins with death: detectives Meyer Meyer and Steve Carella are questioning Cynthia Keating, whose father lies lifeless in a nearby bed. Cynthia claims she hasn't touched Andrew Hale since she discovered his body, but the cops suspect she's lying: for one thing, the corpse's feet are blue from postmortem lividity, a sign of death by hanging. The detectives' doubts turn darker when, after Cynthia admits she found her father hanged and, in shock, laid him down, the M.E. rules that Hale was murdered. Carella asks stoolie Danny Gimp to listen to the drums on the street for any hints of the killer. Danny calls back for a meet but is gunned down before Carella's eyes by two shooters, who escape. Much shoe leather hits the pavement before the cops find a possible motive: Hale left Cynthia the rights to a play now in preproduction as a major musical. If it's a hit, she and three other heirs stand to gain a fortuneAand Hale, the cops further learn, had refused to okay the production while alive. The dicks thus take their investigation into the bustling worlds of theater and high society, which McBain observes tartly. Further deaths ensue, further suspects arise, including a Jamaican hit man who sheds the blood of one of McBain's heroes. The closing of the case comes a tad easily to the cops and to the narrative, but overall this is McBain in classic form, displaying the writing wisdom gained over more than 40 years of 87th Precinct novels (the first appeared in 1956) to deliver a cop story that's as strong and soulful as the urban heart of America he celebrates so well. Simon & Schuster 0-684-85513-5 / 9780684855134 Hardcover New Condition Price:
14.36 USD
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