Finders Weepers

Finders Weepers

by Max Byrd


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From bestselling author Max Byrd comes the exciting re-release of this captivating suspense novel, featuring the well-loved P.I. Mike Haller who is on the case again, this time helping an alluring hooker stay alive so she can inherit her fortune.

Private investigator Mike Haller has been hired to find Muriel Contreras, a hooker who’s inherited nearly $1,000,000. But just when he’s approaching an answer to her whereabouts, he discovers he’s been sabotaged—and his P.I. license is suspended. Haller sets out on his own to find out who is trying to stop him, but the chase quickly turns deadly when his colleague—who assigned Haller to the case—is brutally murdered. Praised by PW as “fast-moving, authoritative, [and] richly satisfying,” Finders Weepers finds Haller entangled in a dangerous game with a murderer who won’t stop at anything to get to Muriel.

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ISBN-13: 9781618580276
Publisher: Turner Publishing Company
Publication date: 10/16/2012
Edition description: Reprint
Pages: 268
Product dimensions: 5.90(w) x 8.90(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

Max Byrd is the award-winning author of fourteen books, including four bestselling historical novels and California Thriller, for which he received the Shamus Award. He was educated at Harvard and King’s College Cambridge, England, and has taught at Yale, Stanford, and the University of California. Byrd is a Contributing Editor of The Wilson Quarterly and writes regularly for the New York Times Book Review. He lives in California.

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Finders, Weepers

By Max Byrd


Copyright © 2012 Max Byrd
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781618580276

At the next corner I slid to a stop and poked my head low around. A wide passageway between two brick buildings, ending in a set of wooden steps. At the bottom, I thought, my chest scalding with pain, would be the steep slope of houses built over the Broadway Tunnel—open, busy, the logical place to have a car waiting. Nilsson and Phil were shoving two women toward the steps. Another head bobbed at shoulder level, already descending. My skull was coming apart in fragments, like pieces of tile. Phil wheeled at my voice and I raised the pistol. Piers flung one woman toward the steps, the other broke free and staggered a yard toward me, falling in terror as he fired twice more, cataclysmic booms that shook the walls. Half of our soldiers never fired their rifles in Korea, the Army learned in horror—too afraid of the sound, of the sight of another human being in the path of a bullet. I swayed and leaned against jutting brick, lifted the barrel up and let it drop slowly, crossing his black hair, until the sight divided the base of his throat and the whole world sat on the end of the barrel. My breath stopped of its own accord the way they tell you a thousand times on the firing range and my finder began its microscopic contraction—the woman stood up again, and I stopped, and then they were gone.

By the time I reached the top of the steps, Piers was pulling the back door closed, the big dark sedan was gathering speed, pulling into traffic and heading for the maw of the tunnel. I spun in every direction. No red hair, no blonde hair. Behind me, at the end of the passage, Grab was telling and pointing to his open car. Closer, six feet away, sobbing and hunched over in a coat too heavy and too bloody, wobbled Muriel Contreras.


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“Max Byrd’s plots, like his wit, are sinister and charming.” —Diane Johnson, bestselling author of The Shadow Knows

“Max Byrd is an expert at mingling real historical figures with his invented characters.” —The New York Times

“Richly satisfying, marked by the author's skillful, fearless use of language.” —Publishers Weekly

“Lock Byrd’s cage and throw away the key—until he slips out a few more thrillers.” —The Philadelphia Enquirer

“Max Byrd is a fine and forceful writer.” —Lawrence Block, bestselling author of Eight Million Ways to Die

“Max Byrd is in the first division of American crime writing.” —The New York Times

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