Murder At Union Station: A Capital Crimes Novel,Used

When Washingtons Splendid Union Station Opened Its Doors In 1908, The Glorious Structure Epitomized Capital Stylishness. Today, Restored And Refurbished, The Station Is Again A Hub Of Activity Where The Worlds Most Famous And Infamous People Meetand Often Collide. Now, In Margaret Trumans New Capital Crime Novel, This Landmark Locale Becomes The Scene Of A Sensational Shooting Whose Consequences Ricochet From Seedy Bars To The Halls Of Congress.Historic Union Station Means Nothing To The Elderly Man Speeding South On The Last Lap Of What Turns Out To Be A Oneway Journey From Tel Aviv To D.C.On A Train That Will Soon Land Him At Gate A8 And, Moments Later, At St. Peters Gate. This Weary Traveler, Whose Terminal Destination Is Probably Hell, Is Louis Russo, Former Mob Hit Man And Government Informer. Two Men Are At The Station To Meet Him. One Is Richard Marienthal, A Young Writer Whose Forthcoming Book Is Based On Russos Life. The Other Is The Man Who Kills Him.Russo Has Returned To Help Promote Marienthals Book, Which, Although No One Has Been Allowed To Read It, Already Has Some People Shaking In Their Gucci Boots. The Powerful Fear The Contents Will Not Only Expose Organized Crimes Nefarious Business, But Also A Topsecret Assignment Abroad That Russo Once Masterminded For A Veryhighprofile Capitol Hill Client. As News Of Russos Murder Rockets From The Mpd To The Fbi And The Cia, From Congress To The West Wing, The Final Chapter Of The Story Begins Its Rapidfire Unfolding.In Addition To The Bewildered Marienthal And His Worried Girlfriend, There Is An Array Of Memorable Characters: Rockribbed Rightwing Senator Karl Widmer; Ruthless New York Publisher Pamela Warren; Boozy Mpd Detective Bret Mullin; Shoeshine Virtuoso Joe Jenks; Dedicated Presidential Political Adviser Chet Fletcher; And President Adam Parmele Himselfnot To Mention Freelance Snoops, Blowdried Climbers, And A Killer Or Two. Theres No Place Like The Nations Capital, And As Her Myriad Fans Know, Margaret Truman Always Gets It Right. Murder At Union Station Is A Luxury Express, Nonstop Delight.