Shamus Dust

Two candles flaring at a Christmas crib. A nurse who steps inside a church to light them. A gunshotemptied in a man's head in the creaking stillness before dawn, that the nurse says she didn't hear. It's1947 in the snowbound, war-scarred City of London, where Pandora's Box just got opened in the ruins,City Police has a vice killing on its hands, and a spooked councilor hires a shamus to help spare his blushes.Like the Buddha says, everything is connected. So it all can be explained. But that's a little cryptic whenyou happen to be the shamus, and you're standing over a corpse.