My Flesh Is Sweet — Day Keene

Ad Connors, pulp writer, has been in Mexico grinding out his masterpiece. Fresh off a rejection by the Saturday Evening Post, he witnesses an auto accident. One of the drivers is a beautiful American woman who can't speak Spanish. Connors, fluent, steps in. Then, bamn, a lecherous Mexican general, a mysterious veiled women, a murdered Mexican lawyer, another murder buried 20 years in the past, and enough material for Connor to get a-cracking on his typewriter, and us to read enthusiastically.