On Mars the wind was rising. The grains of sand could be heard abrading the thin aluminum skin that was the only protection against the outside. On the far side of Olympus Mons a prospector lies dead in the sand. Inspector Erik McKernan, head of the handful of men that make up the small Martian police force must find the killer while threading the maze of corporate and international politics that govern the planet, and he must do it while trying to survive . . .
The Blood Red Sands of Mars
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After buying this, which I had wanted for some time, I felt it was such a slim novel and written so long ago, that it had not been worth bothering with. However, after just a few pages I realised I rather liked it. The LA cop, down and out, insubordinate etc. What more could you ask for, but Philip Marlowe in a space suit? A simple story and written in easy language, no depth or subtlety, but a good understanding of Mars and how colonization might work; plus just good fun to read.