Brash, old-school private eye story, in the admirable Hard Case Crime series, has a smart-assed gumshoe trying to save his shredded reputation when a robbery/murder happens at a high-class wedding where he is supposed to be working security (though he saves time to chase a few dames, natch).
Definitely a product of its time, with lots of genial boozing, overheated secretaries, and a general disregard for gun control laws, with surprisingly frank elements (a stag party and a woman overcome by "reefer" playing important roles). Highly enjoyable, quick read, which I chewed through in a couple of days on vacation.
I bought this in a big lot of Hard Case Crime books from ebay. Now I am going to have to try to find more Robert Terrall, somewhere.
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