Diplomatic Corpse - An Asey Mayo mystery by Phoebe Atwood Taylor, complete and unabridged
"Asey Mayo possesses more common sense and personal charm than any other detective in fiction." —Times Literary Supplement
"A thrilling undercurrent of murderous possibilities!"—Argonaut
"A spring tonic for the most jaded literary appetite."—Milwaukee Journal
In front of a tall tombstone lay a figure...a figure of a woman. An obviously recent corpse, dressed like an Indian, lay in a storm-lashed cemetery. But the body was above ground—with its skull bashed in! And to all appearances, the man who did it was still bending over the dead woman as detective Asey Mayo came upon the scene!
It looked like he had stumbled on a killer and had caught him with the murder weapon still in his hand. But Asey wasn't sure. It looked too good—to his trained eye, it was too simple!
And he was right! In rapid-fire succession clue after clue pointed to someone else—from a scroll clutched in the fingers of the corpse to a pink glass egg lying on the rain-swept pavement of a country road. Asey Mayo found that instead of an air-tight case, he had been plunged into one of his most baffling mysteries!
Diplomatic Corpse - An Asey Mayo mystery by Phoebe Atwood Taylor, complete and unabridged
"Asey Mayo possesses more common sense and personal charm than any other detective in fiction." —Times Literary Supplement
"A thrilling undercurrent of murderous possibilities!"—Argonaut
"A spring tonic for the most jaded literary appetite."—Milwaukee Journal
In front of a tall tombstone lay a figure...a figure of a woman. An obviously recent corpse, dressed like an Indian, lay in a storm-lashed cemetery. But the body was above ground—with its skull bashed in! And to all appearances, the man who did it was still bending over the dead woman as detective Asey Mayo came upon the scene!
It looked like he had stumbled on a killer and had caught him with the murder weapon still in his hand. But Asey wasn't sure. It looked too good—to his trained eye, it was too simple!
And he was right! In rapid-fire succession clue after clue pointed to someone else—from a scroll clutched in the fingers of the corpse to a pink glass egg lying on the rain-swept pavement of a country road. Asey Mayo found that instead of an air-tight case, he had been plunged into one of his most baffling mysteries!