Staring hard, the Sergeant was convinced that he could indeed perceive a faint rounded pattern. He stepped back and stared at the Inspector with undisguised awe, “My god sir! You are right! And what use can we make of that?”
“Ah, nothing at this moment, my dear fellow,” and the visibly pleased Inspector waved a hand airily, “but there has been a murder and there has been a victim, so for future reference, who knows!”
Don’t be deceived by the Wodehousian style, gory, third-sex serial murders and a breath-taking third-sex romance await you in this hilarious new novel by Alain Arias-Misson. Meet a baffled detective trapped inside a startling screwball plot, in which straight sex meets third sex!
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Alain Arias-Misson was born in Brussels, grew up from age four in New York, Greek Literature and philosophy at Harvard, led a nomadic life throughout Europe, North Africa and New York. Lives in Paris and Venice. This is his tenth novel. In Europe he is known for his Public Poems in a dozen cities, and also New York and L.A., as well as his experimental poetry which has been shown in hundreds of galleries and museums around the world.
OTHER SUBLIME BOOKS BY ARIAS-MISSON
Autobiography of a Character from Fiction
Tintin Meets the Dragon Queen in The Return of the Maya to Manhattan
Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse (1881 – 1975) was one of the most popular humorists of the twentieth century. The author of nearly 100 books, he is best known as the creator of the Bertie Wooster and Jeeves series and the novels and stories set at Blandings Castle. In the words of Evelyn Waugh, “Mr. Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.” Indeed, in the wondrous land of Wodehouse a faux pas often constitutes a crisis and the farce of human foibles rules the realm. The master’s intricately designed plots are peppered with potholes for his characters to stumble over, the street signs have all been mischievously switched and identities mistaken – yet all roads lead to a happy end.
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