Larry Kent is the house name of writers who contributed to a series of detective series in the 1950s. Kent worked as a P.I., smoking Luckies and drinking whiskey. His stomping grounds are pure New York, full of Harlem nightclubs and Manhatten steakhouses, but he did occasionally venture further afield, to Vegas, South America, Los Angeles, Berlin, Cuba and even New Jersey.
Over 400 Larry Kent novels and novelettes were published under the Larry Kent byline. The covers usually featured paintings of leggy, full-figured babes and sported such snappy (and often exclamation mark-endowed) titles as Kill Me a Little!, This Way, Sucker!, Cute Heat!, Dig Me a Dame! and Stand Up and Die! Add on the 150 or so radio shows, and we figure that Larry turns out to be one of the hardest working eyes around ... certainly it is the longest-running detective series in history!
Piccadilly Publishing have chosen 25 Larry Kent novels to be made available for the first time digitally in the English language and feature the gorgeous original covers (themselves collectible)., with PP's own slant on them.
Jacob Troy was an old man who had it all; a movie-star wife, a vast and thriving business empire—but he wanted more. That’s why he put the squeeze on nightclub owner Paul Huntsman. Huntsman hired P.I. Larry Kent and soon it was a ase of kidnap, a sadistic beating, a neat little frame-up and a grisly murder. All too soon, Larry Kent was fighting for his life. (Book 529)
Larry Kent’s old Narcotics Bureau buddy Jim Calloway was murdered over a woman … so they said. There were people out there—important people—who wanted to bury the case. And if they couldn’t kill Larry to stop him investigating, then just maybe they could send him to Cuba in search of a missing man. After all, he’d be easier to rub out in a foreign country. (Book 540)
The cops said Robert Lawson’s death was suicide. Larry Kent believed it was murder – and set out to prove it. Along the way he found himself threatened by a casino boss and a beautiful feminist, an irate cop and a sleazy loan shark. But nothing – and no amount of bodies – was going to stop him from uncovering Lawson’s killer, and the reason he had to die … nothing. (Book 760)
Larry Kent was on the trail of a master blackmailer. Whoever he was, he was making a fortune from his victims’ misery. One of those victims was a friend of Larry’s, so that made it personal. It also made him determined to find the blackmailer and deal with him by any means necessary, legal or otherwise. But first he had to find his man or woman, come to that. (Book 750)
When Phillip Ecuador vanished from his military academy in Georgia, Larry Kent was hired to find him. The investigation took him to a redneck town called Dixievale, run by a bully-boy sheriff and the militant group: the Sons of the South. Larry was framed, arrested, imprisoned and shot at, but not once did he ever consider giving up. The stakes were too high for that. (Book 751)
It began when Larry Kent’s old boss at the CIA asked him to come back for one more assignment: to a kill a double-agent. He couldn’t go through with it. An enemy of the United States had perfected a terrifying mind-manipulation drug; it became Larry’s job to find out just who that enemy was. From Mexico City to Australia meeting an old love and an even older enemy, who wanted him dead (Book 703)
The Mafia was trying to infiltrate Australia, so Australia did the only thing it could – it called for Larry Kent. Larry, a New York private eye, was the only man who’d ever been put on the Mafia’s Kill List and lived to tell the tale. He’d made a lifelong study of the Mob and its ways, and the minute he touched down in Sydney he went to war - one he was determined to win.
It started with a lady artist who wanted Larry Kent to scare off a man who’d been following her. Next day he was handed a delicate blackmail case. And finally he was hired by a crippled millionaire whose son had gone missing, presumed abducted. All connected to an old crime that had never truly laid to rest. To crack the case, Larry had to play rough as the men he was aiming to catch.
A scientist in Switzerland had perfected a synthetic fuel that was cheaper and cleaner than oil … and everyone wanted to get their hands on it. The key to finding it lay with private eye Larry Kent, who was pressed back into service by his old masters at the CIA. And yet he soon defected to the cause of a power-hungry billionaire recluse who wanted to rule the world.
When the police couldn't find Karen Cambridge's killer, her wealthy father put Larry Kent on the case. The cops warned him off because they were scared he’d make them look incompetent. His troubles started the minute he started to snoop around. Then the body count started to rise, as one by one, the only people who could offer him a key to Karen’s murder were themselves being disposed of …
Reena Avery was caught up in the skin game. That’s why her husband killed her. Or so it seemed. But when Larry Kent looked Phil Avery in the eye, he was as sure as he could be that the man was innocent. From that moment on, he set out to find the real killer. But the real killer was always one step ahead of him, and every time Larry found a witness … the witness turned up dead!
The CIA would never willingly release its prisoner, but because the Russian spy Vordak was a big prize, Queen decided to snatch double-agent Willis Browning away from the CIA. So he enlisted private eye Larry Kent-a former CIA man himself-to mastermind the kidnap. Even if it meant that Larry had to sell out some of his closest friends to do it.
The most difficult killer to catch is the one who doesn't realize he's a killer! That was Larry Kent's dilemma when he signed on to protect beautiful actress Valerie Nash. Whoever he was, the mystery murderer was two distinct personalities in one … and the dark side of him was slowly but surely gaining dominance. Larry needs to act fast before more bodies began to pile up ...
The San Rameo Cross was an artifact of enormous religious significance … and a not-so-small fortune in cold, hard cash. … When he decided to investigate the murder of a fellow private eye, Larry Kent found himself caught up in a web of intrigue as greedy men and women vied to own the near-priceless relic.
The Night People were an urban myth, weren't they? But Larry Kent knew different. They were friends of his. When multi-millionaire Gordon Pierson's daughter was kidnapped—apparently by the Night People—he hired Larry to find her and bring her home again. He dare not fail … because if he did, Pierson promised to mobilize the National Guard and clean out the sewers with guns and flamethrowers.
Larry's assignment was to rescue eighteen year-old Ann Brady from the commune known as The Angels of Love. It was a tall order, but Larry was prepared to risk everything to return the girl to the safety of her widowed father. Besides, he had his own score to settle with the commune's boss-lady—the so-called White Angel of Love. Too bad he didn't realize she also had a score to settle with him.
Who had dumped Larry Kent on a lonely, humid island in the middle of the Louisiana swamplands? Stranded fifteen hundred miles from home with two whole days missing from his memory, Larry needs to find out and clear himself of the neatest frame-up he’d ever encountered. That or face the electric chair!
Eddie McEvoy wanted Larry Kent to take on a murder case even though he had no official, paying client. As far as Larry was concerned, it was none of his business. But then police Lieutenant Bruce Comstock warned him off, and that’s when Larry had a change of heart. He didn’t take kindly to being threatened by anyone, much less a corrupt cop who was on the take...
In a bar in Faro, the bartender at the Green Light made the mistake of serving him a Mickey Finn and then robbing him. Larry woke up in a deserted alleyway with a pounding headache … and inadvertently became the star witness in the cold-blooded murder of a prominent businessman. He quickly discovered that Faro was hock-deep in corruption. The Mafia was planning to move in and take over completely.
Fred Wallis had a crooked plan in mind. He went West and the just disappeared. Larry Kent is hired to find his childhood friend. As soon as he begins to ask questions, he becomes a target. Someone wanted Fred’s secret plan to remain just that. But who was behind the attempts on Larry’s life? Larry needs to stay alive to answer that question ...
When Larry Kent received a long-distance call from Eleanor Gesualdi, and learned that someone was trying to kill her, he realized his feelings went a whole lot deeper than being just a friend. When Eleanor then vanished, Larry spared no effort in trying to find her. The trail led to a husband with a secret, a Mob connection, a hard-nosed cop who became an ally and one violent death after another.
"A Thompson machine gun erupted its violence as soon as the door began to move. A guy stood in the opening, his big gun smoking in his hand. I took one shot and sent a shell into his stomach. The guy went back on his heels for two very deliberate paces, then folded onto his knees. His gun slipped out of his hands and came into the doorway." Detective Larry Kent takes evasive action to stay alive.
Two cops had gone missing, and their boss wanted to know what had happened to them. But he wasn’t sure just who he could trust down at headquarters, so he gave the job to Larry Kent, the only man he felt he could rely on. Larry soon found himself up to his shoulder holster in trouble. Whatever the missing cops had been investigating, it was big.
When Larry Kent said goodbye to Eve Delmar, she was alive. The next morning she turned up dead—shot to death. But who wanted to kill her, and why? The chief suspect was her estranged husband … but he was a friend of Larry’s, and when he denied murder, Larry believed him. So he set out to find the real killer and save his friend from a hot date with the electric chair.
A newly-discovered virus had gone missing, and whoever had it figured to sell it to the highest bidder. That was where Z Detail—a clandestine security agency—came into it. But why did they want Larry Kent to handle their dirty business for them? His job was to expose the traitor who planned to sell the virus to a foreign power, and stop the exchange at all costs.