By Ed McBain
If you are an Ed McBain's 87th Precient stories fan, this will catch your attention. McBain's fourth book, published in 1965 is a story told mostly in first person by Roger Broome, in the city to sell his woodworking products. It's cold, he's lonely and he gets into trouble. You have to be sympathetic towards the guy, hen-pecked by his mother, insecure, a country bumpkin. A quick read, but very good. You will find it on the paperback shelf unless Pat upgrades it to a book to be checked out.
I really liked it.
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