Name is Chambers

A night-club owner gunned down at his own baran editor gutted with an antique switchbladea smuggler who took five shots in the backa millionaire whose ';suicide' didn't make sense Each killing left the cops high and dryfine. Because that meant someone had to hire me, Chambers, to find the killer. For a fat fee, and you can bet I earn every dollar. And with girls like Lola, Marcia, Kathy, Angelica, and the rest, each case has such nice fringe benefits