Nov 30, 2016 12:24 AM
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This was one of Sidney Sheldon's first books(if not THE first). It turned out in 1971, and it has not developed well by any extend of the creative ability. Psychoanalyst Judd Stephens winds up in the midst of a murder perplex and as the web alters around him, he fights to use his understanding into human direct remembering the ultimate objective to out-think the killer or killers. Regardless, the out-moded, idiotic feelings as for sexuality and the uber-70s trade "lets rap, " "he was cool, " just makes the whole thing over the top. Further, paying little regard to any feebleness to recognize truth, homosexuality is not a disease or a choice - there is nothing to being gay that requires "curing