An Expensive Place To Die

March, 1967

An Expensive Place To DieConclusion of a new novelSynopsis: It began on one of those bright spring days in Paris. London had a job for me, the Embassy courier explained, and it involved two things. First, I had to do a little inquiring into the affairs of a certain Monsieur Datt, who operated a fashionable psychiatric clinic in the Avenue Foch. Second, I was to make sure that some highly secret documents on nuclear fallout got stolen from me. So, there were two moves--but I didn't know the rules...