<p style="border-top-color:; border-left-color:; border-bottom-color:; border-right-color:"><b>Drug-dealing and corruption are at the center of Cliff Hardy's 24th case</b> &nbsp;</p><p style="border-top-color:; border-left-color:; border-bottom-color:; border-right-color:"><i>I was about to punch in the number when a man loomed up beside me. When I say loomed I mean loomed—he was tall and wide with a shaven head, and the pale hand that plucked the mobile from my grasp and threw it away was super-sized. &quot;Hey,&quot; I protested. He just stood there, a pace away now—a hundred kilos of bone and muscle in T-shirt and jeans. I had a gun and a tyre iron and I thought I'd need both to make an impression on him, but they were in the car. For now, it was just me.</i></p><p style="border-top-color:; border-left-color:; border-bottom-color:; border-right-color:">When it's only 24 hours into a new case and PI Cliff Hardy's already been heavied, you know that the job is going to get his full attention. Cliff has been hired by high-flying consultant Martin Price to find out who's been supplying heroin to Price's teenage daughter—who in turn has got her beautiful young stepmother hooked. The wealthy&nbsp;suburb of Lugarno seems an unlikely hotbed of drug-dealing and corruption, but Cliff is finding out the hard way that crime and violence come calling even at posh waterside addresses.</p>