Dreaming of Babylon

It is early 1942. You are in San Fran-

cisco, and you need a private eye. Sam

Spade is rumored to be in Istanbul. The

Continental Op has been drafted and is

a sergeant in the Areutians. Philip Mar-

lowe is up at Little Fawn Lake investi-

gating the disappearance of Mrs. Derace

Kingsley. Lew Archer is in the army.

Who s left? Nobody but C. Card. You

haven t heard of C. Card? That s all

right. Nobody has.

When you hire C. Card, the hero of

Richard Brautigan s eighth novel, you

have scraped the bottom of the private

eye barrel.

But you won t be bored. No indeed.

Because when C. Card finds some

bullets for his gun, you will be in for

some fast, funny, slam-bang private eye

adventures.