"That's one hell of a thing for a guy to do!" Bruno said disgustedly. "He comes in here dying all over the place and making trouble for us with the cops!"
Former syndicate man, Hugo Dorland, is living the easy life; surrounded by sand, bikini babes, and crystal clear water thanks to the clean get away he successfully orchestrated from the rotten core of the criminally charged big apple. He is sanguine about his prospects for prosperity until his joy turns to melancholy as the smell of cordite and the thin shrills of a scream promise violence from the beach front cabin next door.
A strange series of events unfolds which leads to Dorland landing himself in hot water as the key suspect in a murder case - without any real page time given to said murder case, becoming a bookie and playing a hand in fixing a boxing match (one of the boxer's managers happens to be a syndicate man from New York who was wronged by Dorland earlier leading him to evacuate NY - go figure), and assuming the role of detective to clear his name from the crime he didn't commit. Dolan manages to do all this in his down time when not indisposed by the varied women all too freely throwing themselves at him.
Sweetheart this is Homicide is on the high end scale of strange for Carter Brown pulps. There are some interesting elements (namely the syndicate man on the lam angle), but the overall direction of the story felt wayward and haphazard.
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