The heist was a piece of cake. It didn’t bother Parker that the
priceless statue was in a Russian diplomat’s house … because he had no
scruples about ripping off a Red. It didn’t bother Parker that his
ex-girlfriend had blackmailed him into pulling this job … because he
figured out how to make an extra fifty grand on the deal. It did bother
Parker that somebody else was trying to steal the statue first—because
being second wasn’t Parker’s style. Whether he was up against the mob
or the KGB, Parker intended to beat them all at the stealing game. Of
course, he didn’t count on a double cross, a two-timing blonde, and one
lethal luger aimed at making him not only second, but last—dead last.
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Star was, and is, a pseudonym for Donald Westlake, a writer so inventive and wildly fecund that he had no option but to publish under other names.…It’s excellent to have [his novels] readily available again—not so much masterpieces of genre, just masterpieces, period.”
Richard Rayner, Los Angeles Times