One man stood in the way of the happiness of Kirk Douglas and lovely Dana Warren. That man was Ricardo Sanchez, her husband and dancing partner, who refused to give her a divorce. Otherwise life was pleasant for Kirk — until someone banked $100,000 in his name and a strange girl was killed in his apartment.Lieutenant Max Gold of Homicide tried to crack the case fast with Kirk as his chief suspect, but ran into trouble after Candy Livingston, queen of the smart-set, made a play for Kirk and the killer struck again — this time in the Club Caliente, where Dana and Ricardo danced. A suave, sophisticated Manhattan melodrama told against the backdrop of cafe society.

First published in 1923, Jim Hanvey, Detective is a collection of seven stories that originally appeared in The Saturday Evening Post and features private eye Jim Hanvey in classic whodunit style mysteries. Described as the "backwoods Nero Wolfe," the genial Hanvey befriends "good guys" and criminals alike to get the job done.Bank robberies, jewel heists, and all-purposes cons—none are a match for Octavus Roy Cohen's waddling sleuth.

He wore another man's face. He lived with another man's woman. And he was to die another man's death. Alan Douglas found himself in a macabre masquerade that could only have one ending—murder. Beyond the door was a man who didn't exist, but who was intent on killing him. Lew Hartley's in a lot of trouble. Alan Douglas's future father-in-law is in trouble, too. He needs cash—lots of it. When Hartley's lawyer makes Alan an unusual offer, it's too good to pass up. He agrees to sell his identity to Hartley for $100 grand. He can use the down-payment of $20 grand to bail his fiancé's father out of legal trouble. All he has to do is have plastic surgery to make him look like Hartley, then live Hartley's life in Miami for about six months. Not a bad deal for so much dough. What Alan doesn't know is that Hartley is a crooked guy running a crooked business and shady scams... and if Hartley can make himself disappear, he'll be home free. The problem is, he's no longer Lew...

For just the fraction of an instant, surprise held me motionless. Then I got slugged by a carload of biology. I forgot I was a cop, forgot that this was a girl from another league, forgot I was supposed to be looking for her missing sister—missing or murdered—forgot everything except that I was a man and she was a woman.Detective Danny O'Leary is on the case to solve a disturbing murder... one of his most challenging cases to date. Set in Los Feliz, near the Hollywood Hills, O'Leary is up against a dangerous collection of shady characters and piles of money—some dirty, some not. He's smart and savvy, but O'Leary has one very big weakness—dames! And he's surrounded by them! Will he lose his head... and his heart? Or will he solve the murder before more blood is shed? Author Octavus Roy Cohen brings us a colorful, sexy and suspenseful story.About Vintage Paperback Pulp Fiction:A new revolution was underway at the start of the 1940s...