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Countdown to Murder — Herbert Kastle
When I saw the crumpled sheet of paper with the list of names in Warren's handwriting, I knew my old buddy had really cracked. Now he had gone into hiding -- and with him his favorite war souvenir, a deadly ten-shot automatic.
Somewhere in the city Warren was hiding -- watching -- and waiting.
But for me there was no waiting. I knew I had to get to everybody on that list -- and fast.
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