\\\Edgar Award Winner\\\ - The Junkyard Dog—Chicago is Jimmy Flannery's kind of town. A tough Irishman with street smarts, he's part of a political machine that runs on favors and friendships. Flannery's particular piece of the patronage is the 27th Ward, and anything that happens there is his business. Even murder. So when an antiabortion demonstration ends with a bomb blast that kills a pretty young girl and an old woman, Flannery takes it personally. But someone's stonewalling the investigation, and Flannery's starting to wonder if the bombing was political, or as a cover-up for murder. Something smells rotten—from the Gold Coast to the South Side. And when the killer goes after Flannery's lady love, Flannery doesn't just get mad—he gets as mean as a junkyard dog—on the scent of the dirty politics mixed with passion and revenge, a very deadly combination . . .

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Jimmy Flannery, Chicago's much-loved precinct captain and sewer inspector, pursues his sleuthing sideline in this tale of murder, alligators, drugs, and politics

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It's having the graveyard at old St. Pat's Church sold and slated to become a gas station...and Father Mulrooney's recently deceased cat raising the old priest's hairs with blood-curdling howls from the grave...and signs of satan worship turning up on the sanctuary floor that get Democratic Precinct Captain Jimmy Flannery up off his duff in the 27th Ward and over to St. Pat's to take a look-see. To be telling the truth, Flannery doesn't consider any of these problems a matter of life and death...until he stumbles upon a corpse. Someone has killed poor old Father Mulrooney, and Flannery suspects the motive lies in the world of the living - at the bottom of land deals, buried secrets, and sudden death. So much for ghostly cats and devilish doings!

Jimmy Flannery is deeply disturbed when his old friend Chip Devlin is put in a nursing home by a relative Jimmy has never met

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Flannery has moved up the ladder in the Democratic Party in Chicago - he's now a ward boss, and he needs the machine to work for him now as he seems to be the only one who cares when an unknown, unnamed man drops dead at Jimmy's own fitness class. This is the eighth Jimmy Flannery mystery.

As the new Democratic committeeman for the 27th ward, sewer inspector and sometime sleuth Jimmy Flannery learns more than he had bargained for about the new politics of City Hall, where people who get in the way still meet with fatal accidents

It seems that Congressman Lundatos, who has spent the last year bucking a million ethics charges, wants to have a go at local office - this time with Jimmy Flannery as his running mate. Jimmy has a knack for finding things out, and that could be very useful to the Lion. For Jimmy, it's a shot at becoming alderman of the Fifth, the mayor's ward, and wielding more power than he has ever known. That is, if he wants to hitch up with the likes of Lundatos. Jimmy is mulling over the offer when an anonymous phone call urges him to go to a certain posh apartment in the glamorous Bridgeport district. Here, he's told, is the information he needs to make up his mind. What he finds is a very beautiful, very dead, very naked woman in a tub filled with six inches of water ... and not a drop of blood.