Cocaine and Blue Eyes

Brennen got a thousand dollar bill in the mail, and all he had to do was find the blue-eyed California beauty who had slipped out of a cocaine dealer's bed . . . and neglected to slip back in again. But the dealer was already dead, and what was Brennen going to do with those big, blue eyes? The American private eye story was in the Dumpster when Fred Zackel fished it out at the point of a gun. He revived the form, electrified readers and critics, and started the juggernaut that shoved aside the paperback romance to establish the mystery as the most popular category in the world. Finally, the generation that grew up since COCAINE AND BLUE EYES has the chance to meet Michael Brennan. An event like this ought to have a national holiday connected with it. Loren D. Estleman, author of NICOTINE KISS