Kling Klang Klatch

At 5:00 A.M. on the greasy streets of a city that never sleeps, the dolls are on the hard stuff and the transport's about to strike again. The only consolation for a weary, middle-aged cop is a little illegal sugar and some sweet tenor sax. But that was before they found the body that looked like somebody had unzipped it and scooped out all its insides. Scrawled on the wall next to that corpse they found three words . . . Kling Klang Klatch.


Genre: Science Fiction