{"id":256749,"date":"2026-07-13T15:02:17","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:02:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/complete-ed-and-am-hunter-mysteries-omnibus-fredric-brown-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T15:02:17","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T12:02:17","slug":"complete-ed-and-am-hunter-mysteries-omnibus-fredric-brown-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/complete-ed-and-am-hunter-mysteries-omnibus-fredric-brown-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Complete Ed And Am Hunter Mysteries Omnibus – Fredric Brown (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I\u2019d heard of an Ambrose Collector earlier this evening\u2014from Estelle here. That\u2019s why I brought her.\u201d Starlock closed the door and turned to stare at Estelle. She said, \u201cI can\u2019t remember where; I\u2019ve been trying to. It was in the back of my mind\u2014from somewhere\u2014and when Eddie told me, while he was eating, that Am hadn\u2019t come home yet, I said maybe the Ambrose Collector\u2019s got him. But I\u2019ll keep trying; I\u2019ll think of it sooner or later.\u201d<\/p>\n

Starlock nodded. \u201cI\u2019m sure you will, Miss Beck. Want to go in the back room\u2014the ops\u2019 room\u2014and sit there alone for a while to see if it comes to you?\u201d Estelle looked at me and I could see she didn\u2019t want to, yet. I said, \u201cLet\u2019s let her in on it, Ben\u201d\u2014it was the first time I\u2019d ever called him by his first name\u2014\u201cwhile we compare notes and put together what little we\u2019ve got to go on.<\/p>\n

Maybe something about your conversation over the phone will give her an idea.\u201d Starlock looked at me a moment and I could see what he was thinking, so I said \u201cIt\u2019s all right. Am and I have known \u2018Stelle for years; she was at the carnival we were with and quit and came to Chicago the same time we did.<\/p>\n

She\u2019s okay, and she knows how to keep her mouth shut.\u201d He frowned a little, but he said, \u201cOkay, Ed, if you say so,\u201d and opened the door of his private office. We went in and Starlock gave Estelle a chair and then sat down behind his desk. The swivel chair creaked in agony as he leaned back and put his hands behind his head, staring over us at the transom of the door. He looked \u2014even to a small pimple above the bridge of his nose\u2014like an oversized, benign Buddha.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d sat down, too, but I stood up again. I knew he was thinking, but I wanted to be in on what he was thinking about, so I said, \u201cDo it out loud.\u201d Starlock said, \u201cBe patient, Ed. Jane\u2019s on her way here; I phoned her just before I left, and she\u2019ll be here in a few minutes.\u201d \u201cHow come?\u201d I asked. Jane Rogers is Starlock\u2019s secretary. \u201cPartly to take notes. I think I can still repeat that conversation almost word for word, and I want to get it down that way while I remember it.<\/p>\n

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Fredric Brown\u2019s The Fabulous Clipjoint comes from a now-vanished world of crime fiction that once satisfied the same appetites in the audience that are now fed by television programming. Neatly crafted and loaded with atmosphere and humor, The Fabulous Clipjoint , published in 1947, follows the exploits of an unlikely pair of amateur sleuths\u2014a teenaged boy and his uncle, who follows the carnival\u2014in solving a disturbing murder.<\/p>\n

The victim is a drunk, who seems to have gotten rolled and winds up lying dead in an alley. A cop discovers the body, and a routine inquiry turns up nothing more than sad and pitiful evidence\u2014another blasted life that ends in another random murder. But the victim has a son, 18-year-old Ed Hunter, who is not willing to let his father\u2019s death be dismissed so quickly.<\/p>\n

He has no one to help him, so he turns to the only person he can trust, his Uncle Ambrose, a carny he has not seen in years. Ambrose agrees to help Ed, and the two set out on a most unlikely murder investigation. It takes them down dark and abandoned Chicago streets, confronting a gallery of unsavory characters in the underworld, armed only with a crazy kind of courage and an ever-growing determination to discover the truth. The Fabulous Clipjoint was Fredric Brown\u2019s first full-length novel, though its assured skill comes from the author\u2019s experience in turning out hundreds of detective stories for magazines in the 1930s and 1940s.<\/p>\n

Ed and Ambrose are an couple of offbeat heroes, foolish enough to get themselves in extraordinary situations. Brown creates a rollicking world for them to explore, filled with vivid characters and plenty of danger\u2014a sleek, suspenseful read. 1kitap1.com\/en The Fabulous Clipjoint By Fredric Brown Copyright \u00a9 1947 by Fredric Brown Cast Of Characters Ed Hunter: he went after his father\u2019s killer.<\/p>\n

Wally Hunter: a quiet drinker and a quiet man. Madge Hunter: Wally\u2019s wife, poison to all men, but she liked her stepson, Ed. Gardie Hunter: her daughter, a man-crazy gal. Am Hunter: Wally\u2019s brother and one-time private dick. Bunny Wilson: Wally\u2019s co-worker, the only one of Wally\u2019s friends Madge ever liked. Hank: just a cop. Hoagy: sex-spieler at the carnival. Bassett: a dick from homicide, neither dumb nor honest. Kaufman: a short, heavy-set barkeep with arms hairy as a monkey\u2019s. Bobby Reinhart: a sleek little punk who thought he was a lady killer.<\/p>\n

Dr. William Haertel: coroner\u2019s physician. Dutch Reagan: common everyday hood. Benny-the-Torpedo: he\u2019s another. Claire Raymond: the kind of gal men can\u2019t help making passes at. Her phone number\u2014Wentworth 3842. 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter 1 In my dream I was reaching right through the glass of the window of a hockshop. It was the hockshop on North Clark Street, the west side of the street, half a block north of Grand Avenue.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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