Nice Day for a Funeral — Hartley Howard

The only law New York private eye Glenn Bowman can rely on is the law of the jungle. Frankie Siccola was one of the tigers in that jungle. No sooner was he sewn in a blanket than the scavengers got the scent of rich pickings, and only a fool would have come between them. Bowman was that kind of a fool, and if he'd denied himself the pleasure of watching them plant Siccola in Belleview Cemetery a lot of things wouldn't have happened to a lot of people.