Heat (87th Precinct #35) by Ed McBain

The dead man lay reeking of alcohol. No forced entry...no visible wounds..an empty bottle of Seconal. It all added up to simple suicide. Or did it? There were too many unanswered questions in this setup for Detective Steve Carella's taste.

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