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Have a Nice KnightbyJames Hadley ChaseAlso by James Hadley ChaseBelieve This, You'll Believe AnythingNot Safe to Be FreeCade this is for RealConsider Yourself DeadTrusted Like the FoxShock TreatmentBut A Short Time to Livethe Doll's Bad NewsMy Laugh Comes Lastthe Flesh of the Orchidthe Guilty Are AfraidJust Another Suckerthe Soft CentreDo Me A Favour-drop DeadKnock, Knock! Who's There?So What Happens to Me?The Wary Transgressorthe Sucker PunchCome Easy, Go EasyHit and Run
 
 Figure it Out for Yourself Why Pick on Me?A Paw in the BottleBelieved ViolentA Can of WormsAn Ear to the GroundYou Can Say That Againthe Whiff of MoneyTry this One for SizeMore Deadly Than the MaleYou've Got it Comingthe Fast Buck Lay Her Among the LiliesGoldfish Have No Hiding PlaceMake the Corpse Walk Safer DeadAnd Published by Corgi BooksHave A Nice NightJames Hadley ChaseCorgi Books A Division of Transworld Publishers Ltd
 
OneIn a shabby, dimly lit bar on the waterfront of St. Johns River,Jacksonville, two men sat at a table and talked in low tones. Apartfrom these two and the fat, elderly harman, the bar was deserted.The man sitting to the left was Ed Haddon: the king of artthieves: a brilliant operator who appeared to live an immaculate lifeof a wealthy retired business man, paying his taxes, moving to hisvarious apartments in Fort Lauderdale, the South of France, Paris andLondon. He was the master mind who planned, organized and directed agroup of expert thieves who profitably did his bidding.Haddon could be mistaken for a senator or even a secretary of state. He was tall, heavily built, with thick iron-grey hair, aflorid, handsome face and the benign smile of a politician. Behindthis faigade was a razor-sharp brain and a ruthless, cunning mind.The man on the right was Lu Bradey: considered by the world'sunderworld as the best art thief in the business, He was slightlybuilt, around thirty five years of age, with a black crewcut, sharpfeatures and grey restless eyes.Apart from his expertise with any kind of lock, he was also amaster of disguise. His facial skin was like rubber: a few pads insidehis mouth and his lean face turned to fat. He made his own wigs. Whenhe wore a moustache or a beard, each hair was put into place, one atthe time. His
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