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Detective Harry Stoner has seen better days. It s the middle of January and business is slower than a crawl. Curled up in his office with a paperback mystery, a little classical music on the radio, and a bottle of Scotch, Harry s ready to cut hisMoreDetective Harry Stoner has seen better days. It s the middle of January and business is slower than a crawl. Curled up in his office with a paperback mystery, a little classical music on the radio, and a bottle of Scotch, Harry s ready to cut his losses and hibernate until spring. The only problem is that Harry s been living off Visa credit and Christmas cash, and the money faucet is beginning to run dry.Enter Leon Tubin, an odd little man with worn trousers but a pocketful of cash. Leon s a collector of vintage LP recordings and he s sure another member of his music-listening group is ripping him off. They re all jealous of his record library, especially his Wagner-loving rival, Sherwood Loeffler. It seems to be nickel-and-dime stuff to Harry but Leon insists that the recordings in question are worth about ten thousand dollars. Convincing arguments are one thing, an advance of five crisp one-hundred-dollar bills is another. Harry takes the case.After interviews with Leon s music-loving cronies, Harry is struck by their obsessive audio compulsions but almost positive that when it comes to grand theft, they are all on the up-and-up. It s Leon s blond bombshell of a wife, Sheila, who has Harry doing a double take. What s a woman like her doing with a wimp like Leon? Sheila confides that Leon saved her years before from her days as a swizzle-stick lounge singer, and out of loyalty and true love she d do anything to protect him. But what does Sheila s past have to do with a bunch of stolen records? A bizarre trail of clues emerges but, in the end, Harry finds his case won t be completely resolved even though he s heard the fat lady sing over and over again.