Sam Merwin Jr.
Marlin Pierce, 325-pound editor-in-chief of the Phalanx publishing enterprises, was cordially hated by everyone who worked for him. And somebody hated him cordially enough to murder an old recluse for the purpose of framing Pierce for the electric chair. But Tony Hunter, Pierce’s right hand assistant, believed in giving his boss the benefit of his own personal doubt, and re-framed the job to look like suicide-but with sinister consequences! Voluptuous Connie Talbot, feminine press agent, died violently; a phantom gunman eradicated the most important figure of a penthouse inquiry; and quite suddenly Tony Hunter found himself not only the victim of assorted attempts at mayhem but neck-deep in a problem that threatened the extinction of his Sunday supplement . . . and his life as well!
