That’s how Detective C. W Sughrue ended one search and began another-a search for a girl in a dog-eared photo, ten years lost and gone. Now Sughrue has finally hit the big time, hunting down
Betty Sue Flowers, the barmaid’s beautiful daughter-whose path takes him careening from
Frisco’s tenderloin to a Denver jail, from an Oregon commune to an unmarked grave to the middle of a pornographic nightmare… passing the time with a boozing poet and a willing woman or two.
Who, what, and where is Betty Sue Flowers?… Ask the men who knew her, but never well enough… ask the mobster who wants her dead … the friend who says she is…But don’t ask Sughrue -who’s putting his life on the line for87 bucks and a passionate obsession for a girl in a dog-eared photo.
“What Chandler did for Los Angeles in the Thirties, James Crumley does for the roadside West of today.”
— Harper‘s