When Hollywood star Dorothy Dacres plummets six floors from her hotel terrace on the night of her greatest triumph, it initially looks like a tragic accident. But her death is so very convenient to her many enemies that press-man Freddy Pilkington-Soames, who was there on the night she died, begins to suspect foul play. And when cocaine is found in her room, it only complicates matters further.
Soon, Freddy is chasing across London on the trail of drug dealers, in reluctant company with his deadly rival, Corky Beckwith, the most unscrupulous reporter in Fleet Street, who will do anything for a story. With the future of a film studio at stake, can Freddy find the culprit - and get one up on Corky - before he becomes the killer's next victim?
Freddy is back. He attends a party filled with folks from the world of theater and one of them falls from the terrace/roof of the hotel. Or was she pushed? Theatrical rivalries and drugs are both issues: was one or both of these a motive for murder?
Freddy wants to get a scoop for his newspaper reporting job, solve the crime, and yet do the Right Thing as an English Gentleman.
A fun read and even more entertaining as a listen. Gethyn Edwards does a fine job reading this story.
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Languid voice of the narrator is unreal and irritating. Plot lacks depth. More of potboiler than an interesting story. Shame.