Total Pulp Experience. These exciting pulp adventures have been beautifully reformatted for easy reading as an eBook and features every story, every editorial, and every column of the original pulp magazine.
A steely-eyed private dick with an unshaven jaw of granite... a gat of dull gun-metal gray sags heavily under his armpit... he works the seamy underbelly of the city, coming up against squinty-eyed thugs, weasels who value human life less than the coins jingling in their pocket, and red-lipped bimbos with hot breath, wide eyes and long silky legs. The stories are hard, gritty and action-packed. They fairly scream, "pulp!" This was what Private Detective Stories offered beginning with its first issue in June of 1937. It came from the same publisher who brought you Blazing Western, Candid Detective, The Lone Ranger Magazine, Speed Adventure Stories and Speed Mystery. In all, 134 issues were published until the magazine closed in June of 1949. Private Detective Stories returns in these vintage pulp tales, reissued for today’s readers in electronic format.
Table of Contents:
Book-Length Novel, Complete In This Issue
Death Has An Escort
by Roger Torrey
Give a couple of women plenty of money, turn them loose in a hig city where nobody will know what they’re doing — and maybe it’ll be all right. And maybe it’ll lead to tragedy...
Hanging Evidence — Feature Novelette
by Sam Drake
He thought his secretary neglected her appearance, and hated himself for playing around with her. But when he got into an of-color case of crime, it was the girl’s very carelessness that helped him!
A Date With Death — Feature Novelette
by R.T. Maynard
He had come to the oil country to drill a lease, not to get mixed up with girls. But then he began to see something more sinister than fun in one girl’s flirtation.
The Killer Type — Short Story
by William Decatur
He was the kind of man who killed women, but there’s always another man who can catch killers...
Hours Of Grace — Short Story
by John Wayne
It was a nose for news that gave him this scoop — and almost gave him a case of slow death.
