Magic City (Mass Market Paperback)

By James W. Hall

St. Martin's Paperbacks, 9780312947477, 336pp.

Publication Date: February 5, 2008

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Description

A simple black and white photograph taken during the 1964 Cassius Clay-Sonny Liston fight on Miami Beach may hold the key to a horrific, politically-motivated crime forty-two years earlier. After it mysteriously reappears, the photo is burned in an act of arson that sets off a modern-day killing spree reaching from the quiet neighborhoods of Miami to the back corridors of the White House.

What the killer did not know is that a copy of the photograph still remains. When it falls into Thorn’s hands, he and everyone he close to him—including his beloved Alexandra—become the targets of madmen and trained hitmen, each of whom has a powerful motive to see the photograph destroyed…and will go to murderous lengths to make it disappear forever.



About the Author

JAMES W. HALL lives with his wife, Evelyn, and his dogs, Carrie and Stella, dividing his time between south Florida and North Carolina.


Praise For Magic City

 “A master of suspense.”
The New York Times Book Review “DAMN GOOD.”—Miami Sun Post

“Impossible to put down.” —Library Journal (Starred Review)

“Torrid…provocative and memorable.”—The News & Observer (Raleigh, NC)

“A gripping tale of dirty politics, love gone wrong, murder for hire, and international intrigue that is impossible to put down. Highly recommended.” —Library Journal (Starred Review)

“The quintessential South Florida novel.”—Fort Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel
 
“…further solidifies Hall’s mastery of an element that eludes many other contemporary mystery writers...” —The Miami Herald

“Fast, entertaining… Hall offers lively characters, livelier dialogue, and an excellent depiction of contemporary south Florida.” —Publishers Weekly

“Another outstanding chapter in one of the genre’s most consistently first-rate series.” —Booklist (Starred Review)

“Hall’s action scenes are starkly poetic...” Baltimore Sun

From an opening scene that charges out of the box like a greyhound on amphetamines, to the climactic denouement that will leave the reader as limp as two-month old kale, the pace…never slows.”—The New York Sun

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