Zip Gun Boogie (Nick Sharman)

Zip Gun Boogie (Nick Sharman)

Mark Timlin

Language: English

Pages: 224

ISBN: 1843442736

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Sixth in the Nick Sharman crime series

It's time for another rock and roll case. American rock gods Pandora's Box are cutting their new album in London but someone has wiped the tapes and one of the band is in hospital after an OD. Enter Sharman, who has been volunteered by Chris Kennedy-Sloane to solve the mess. Before Nick knows it, he is dating the lead singer Ninotchka; which is a week's work in itself. He is being very well paid and the hotel is well stocked with beer so he is happy there, but let's not forget there is still a madman on the loose. So what does Nick do, but take Ninotchka to a bondage club in Soho. As the bodies start mounting up, a suspect is found—but is it the right person?

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an old boot, as shallow as a crispy pizza, as hard as a diamond, and as sexy as hell. I liked her, but I reckoned Lomax had been dead right. She was a dangerous woman, but I was flattered at being with her and the glances we were getting from the other diners. Fame can be as addictive as any drug, and I was being fed a good taste. I loved it. When we’d finished every scrap of food on the table, she asked: ‘Do you fancy a club?’ ‘Sure.’ ‘Great, I know just the place. It’s right round the

who I was. ‘Any chance of a cuppa?’ I asked. ‘Get some tea in, Mike, will you?’ said Carpenter. Ripley looked pained, went to the door, opened it, bellowed ‘Tea’, closed it again and rejoined his guv’nor. ‘Thanks,’ I said. Ripley pulled two straight-backed chairs close up to the sofa where I was sitting and he and Carpenter sat down in front of me. Ripley produced a notebook and a cheap pen. I sat where I was and looked up at them. ‘Tell me about tonight,’ said Carpenter. I told him.

incident room next door in the tennis court, and are making themselves very busy indeed. This is just the tip of the iceberg.’ He looked at his watch and frowned. ‘I’m going to have to leave you now,’ he said, ‘but I’ll be around the hotel. Please keep in touch.’ ‘I will,’ I said. We shook hands and parted. I went up to my suite. By then it was almost ten o’clock, and I had an eleven o’clock appointment with Keith Pandora that I didn’t want to miss. 17 That’s right. You guessed it. Outside

‘If they find him and you’re there, will you try and make sure they don’t hurt him?’ That was when I knew he’d been telling the truth. He didn’t know where his son was. ‘Of course,’ I said. ‘Of course I will.’ And I went back to the car. 26 I drove straight back to Jones’. By the time I got there it was almost midday. I passed through the police and security lines into the garage with no trouble. All was serene. At least there’d been no fresh bodies found, which was a relief to all. I parked

accountants and me. That’s the way things go these days. Will you help?’ ‘I don’t know what I can do.’ ‘Find out who tried to kill him.’ ‘What about the police?’ ‘No police.’ ‘Why’s that?’ There was a long pause. ‘I don’t want to talk about it on the phone. I’d rather talk to you in person. I assure you it will be worth your while. Can we meet this afternoon?’ I wasn’t doing anything. ‘Sure,’ I said. ‘Where?’ ‘We’re staying at Jones’ Hotel in Knightsbridge. Do you know it?’ I didn’t, but

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