Specialist in the scam, the con, and the rip-off, Jerry Manelli is running around New York hot on the trail of a priest: a thousand-year-old, two-foot-tall, ugly, misshapen, dancing Aztec priest made of solid gold, with eyes of pure emeralds, worth a million dollars.
Somebody stole it from its museum home in South America and smuggled it through U.S. Customs in a shipment of plastic imitations. But the wrong one got delivered, and the million dollar statue, mixed with the 15 copies, is somewhere in New York. Jerry Manelli is searching for it, as are Wall Street financiers, New Jersey union thugs, Manhattan aristocrats, college professors and PR men, liberated women and unliberated wives, tough guys and conmen, and sharpshooters of every kind.
From Harlem to Greenwich Village, from Long Island to Connecticut, the motley group races in and around New York in this comic adventure of the 1970s.
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One of his sillier books
a madcap adventure?
the wild ride. I love every single Westlake book. But there were times I wanted to put it down and walk away. See Comments, below*
He's a great reader for tongue-in-cheek Westlake. He doesn't overdo. Except as below, in Comments*
Uh, not exactly a "moving" story. A lot made me laugh.
*Well, it's racist. The Mexicans are more or less portrayed as individuals, but the black people are cartoons, and some of this may be the fault of the reader. Seriously Amos N Andy stuff.
always enjoy Westlake