Maid For Murder

DEATH'S SWEET KISS-OFF! Carl Guard woke up with his face smeared with lipstick. But the lips that belonged to that crimson cosmetic were now sealed tightly in death. Carl was a private investigator on what had seemed a run-of-the-mill skip-trace assignment. But it stopped being routine when the trail suddenly took an odd twist leading first to a very juicy bit of scandal, then to a very peculiar record shop, and at last to that very amorous corpse! The solution lay somewhere between the darkened rooms of a Bohemian hangout and the plush suite of the glamorous actress. It was an answer Carl Guard had to find ... or pay for that lipstick spree behind the bars of the death house!