The Toff certainly didn't want to take on two problems at once, but these were entreaties he couldn't ignore.He was needed by Robert Benning--accused of murdering the beautiful and promiscuous Marjorie Fryer--and his mother and girlfriend, both desolate and desperate for help.He was needed by young Cendric Dwight--with his so-called delusions and his genuine fears, especially when he was taken away by men, who might not kill, but certainly aimed to terrify him.And then quite suddenly there was Bill Ebbutt--owner of an East End boxing gymnasium and a staunch friend to the Toff--to avenge as well.
I bought this for the sheer ugliness of the cover. It's hard to imagine that this was ever considered appealing--even in "the decade taste forgot"!
John Creasey was another prolific crime writer, active under a number of pseudonyms from the 1930s to the early 1970s. The "Toff" (aka The Honourable Richard Rollinson) is a freelance crime fighter and righter of wrongs not unlike The Saint.
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