Streeter's back again, still packing heat on the shady side of Denver's streets, an ex-linbacker/bounty hunter cursed with a roving eye and blind daes from hell. His latest client is a waterbed millionaire, whose airhead nephew and his showbiz mistress have vanished with the weekly take from a string of sez shops. But sex kings don't take robbery lying down, and Streeter's barely ahead of them on a trail down to the Mexican ratlands.Sales of the first two Streeter books are exploding. Mystery collectors are hunting down the first editions. And now, " with insouciance of an old pro" (The New York Times Book Review) - and another brilliant noir cover by a New Yorker artist - real-life private eye Michael Stone has written the funniest and baddest Streeter book yet.