The Heat's On

'The greatest find in American crime fiction since Raymond Chandler' Sunday Times Detectives Coffin Ed and Grave Digger Jones have lost two criminals. Pinky ran off - but it shouldn't be hard to track down a giant albino in Harlem. Jake the drug dealer, though, isn't coming back - he died after Grave Digger punched him in the stomach. And his death might cost them both their badges. Unless they can track down the cause of all this mayhem - like the African with his throat slit and the dog the size of a lion with an open head wound. Chester Himes's hardboiled tales of Harlem have a barely contained chaos and a visceral, macabre edge all their own.

'The greatest find in American crime fiction since Raymond Chandler' Sunday Times Detectives Coffin Ed and Grave Digger Jones have lost two criminals. Pinky ran off - but it shouldn't be hard to track down a giant albino in Harlem. Jake the drug dealer, though, isn't coming back - he died after Grave Digger punched him in the stomach. And his death might cost them both their badges. Unless they can track down the cause of all this mayhem - like the African with his throat slit and the dog the size of a lion with an open head wound. Chester Himes's hardboiled tales of Harlem have a barely contained chaos and a visceral, macabre edge all their own.