Down-Beat Kill — Peter Chambers

Somebody had taken a shot at TV disc-jockey Donny Jingle and had tried to poison his food. Mark Preston was being paid to keep him alive, and when the news of Jingle's murder broke it did nothing for the private eye's ego. Everybody seemed more scared of the network brass than of the police. Shad Steiner of THE GLOBE could smell big copy, but even he couldn't guess how big.