Daren
Mike Hammer is back in the second offering in the series from Mickey Spillane.
This time around Mike Hammer gets caught up in the death of an prostitute, called accidental by the cops, but of course, Mike knows it was no accident. He met her in a bar a few hours before, and took a liking to her - and was now determined to track down her identity, and locate her family.
This of course escalates. Mike gets a few hidings, gives out a few hidings, and of course any attractive women he comes in contact with ends in love with him, then winds up dead. He must be the most unlucky guy in New York when it comes to love.
For me this was a quick, easy read. Not too challenging, as it was pretty obvious from the midway point who was going to be to blame for the murders, just perhaps not the detail until later. No more around this without spoilers.
3.5 stars, rounded down.
“He couldn't lose me now or ever. I was the guy with the cowl and scythe. I had a hundred and forty black horses under me and an hour-glass in my hand, laughing like crazy until the tears rolled down my cheeks.”“They were going to die slower and harder than any son of a bitch had ever died before, and while they died I'd laugh my god-damn head off!”
Mike Hammer is back in the second offering in the series from Mickey Spillane.
This time around Mike Hammer gets caught up in the death of an prostitute, called accidental by the cops, but of course, Mike knows it was no accident. He met her in a bar a few hours before, and took a liking to her - and was now determined to track down her identity, and locate her family.
This of course escalates. Mike gets a few hidings, gives out a few hidings, and of course any attractive women he comes in contact with ends in love with him, then winds up dead. He must be the most unlucky guy in New York when it comes to love.
For me this was a quick, easy read. Not too challenging, as it was pretty obvious from the midway point who was going to be to blame for the murders, just perhaps not the detail until later. No more around this without spoilers.
3.5 stars, rounded down.
“He couldn't lose me now or ever. I was the guy with the cowl and scythe. I had a hundred and forty black horses under me and an hour-glass in my hand, laughing like crazy until the tears rolled down my cheeks.”“They were going to die slower and harder than any son of a bitch had ever died before, and while they died I'd laugh my god-damn head off!”