It was a mad, murderous, naked, summer night.... And...like so many things that happen, this couldn't have. He couldn't be standing in the morgue, looking down at his own dead body! "That's you, Johnny," the cops told him. "Mr. Murder of 1956!" It stopped Johnny cold. But things warmed up when he got past the cops and hoods. He ran smack into a brunette just delighted to romance a real, live corpse... And a blonde who, as the bullets threatened, seemed to urge between silky kisses -- "Have a hot seat, darling!"
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It was a mad, murderous, naked, summer night.... And...like so many things that happen, this couldn't have. He couldn't be standing in the morgue, looking down at his own dead body! "That's you, Johnny," the cops told him. "Mr. Murder of 1956!" It stopped Johnny cold. But things warmed up when he got past the cops and hoods. He ran smack into a brunette just delighted to romance a real, live corpse... And a blonde who, as the bullets threatened, seemed to urge between silky kisses -- "Have a hot seat, darling!"
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Phillips, Barye. VG+ 188 p. 1st edition, paperback original from Graphic, (#127), 1956. VERY GOOD PLUS, a pretty nice copy with edgewear and a light area at top of front cover. Barye Phillips cover art.
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Very good. New York. 1956. Graphic Books. 1st Edition. Good in Wrappers. Paperback Original. 188 pages. paperback. 127. keywords: Mystery America Vintage Paperback. FROM THE PUBLISHER-It Was A Mad, Murderous, Naked, Summer Night. And. Like so many things that happen, this couldn't have. He couldn't be standing in the morgue, looking down at his own dead body. ‘That's you, Johnny, ' the cops told him. ‘Mr. Murder of 1956. ! ' It stopped Johnny cold! But things warmed up when he got past the cops and hoods. He ran smack into a brunette just delighted to romance a real, live corpse. And a blonde who, as the bullets threatened, seemed to urge between silky kisses-‘Have A Hot Seat, Darling! ' inventory #35509.