Snatched from bliss on the Riviera, Fletch was whisked to the journalism convention with a suitcase full of bugging devices and a bizarre assignment: dig up some juicy scandals on Walter March, the ruthless newspaper tycoon...and the rest of the American press establishment.
Then Walter March was found lying face up with a nasty pair of scissors stuck in his back. It was the crime of the century. And a hell of a story.
With all the red-hot action coming through his tape machine from the other bedrooms -- and two magnificent women longing for a taste of his bedroom manner -- Fletch was taking his sweet time cracking a story worth more than a fistful of Pulitzer Prizes. Only he hadn't planned on the surprise arrival of the Vice-President -- just in time for the scorching kiss of a bullet....
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