Small Vices

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Publication Information

Hardcover Edition    
  Published by:   G. P. Putnam's Sons    
Publication Date: 1997    
ISBN: 0-399-14244-4    
     
Paperback Edition    
  Published by:   Berkley    
  ISBN   0-425-46358-0    
     
Large Print Edition    
  Published by   Wheeler Pub.    
  ISBN   1-568-94568-2    
     
Audio Editions    
  Published by:   Dove Audio    www.Audible.com
Read By: Burt Reynolds    Burt Reynolds
Length 6 cassettes, 480 min.   audio file, 8 hr.

The above information is from the online catalog of the Minuteman Library Network and my own collection.---Bob


Cover Information

Dedication:  "For Joan: You may have been a headache, 
But you've never been a bore"
(See Annotation below)

Taken from the book jacket of the hardcover edition:

Spenser dies--and lives to tell the tale--in Robert B. Parker's stunning new bestseller.

"Spenser proves himself once more a modern-day knight in shining armor," cheered Publisher's Weekly of Robert B. Parker's most recent New York Times bestseller, Chance. And, said The New York Times Book Review, "Parker's stouthearted hero proves that he is still as tough and manly as they come, and more principled than ever." With Small Vices, Parker adds another masterpiece to the private-eye canon, a novel that is both galvanizing action-suspense and a complex meditation on morality and mortality, as Spenser's very future hangs in the balance.

Ellis Alves is a bad kid from the 'hood with a long, long record, but did he really murder Melissa Henderson, a white coed from ritzy Pemberton College? Alves's former lawyers think he was framed, and they hire Spenser to uncover the truth. As he and longtime associate Hawk race from the back streets of Boston to Manhattan's most elegant avenues, Spenser gets a postgraduate course in the seamy side of life--an ethical no-man's-land where twisted cops and spoiled rich kids with peculiar private proclivities are just the tip of the iceberg.

The stakes abruptly shift from corruption to catastrophe when a master assassin's bullets take Spenser down. He survives the attack--barely--but must play dead to the world, while recovering his strength hiding in secret. Only then can he see justice done--and let the shooter know that it's payback time.

Wonderfully wry and powerfully affecting, Small Vices is a splendid showcase for Robert B. Parker's prodigious talents.

Robert B. Parker is the author of more than twenty-eight books, including the recent Spenser bestsellers Chance and Thin Air. He lives in Boston.


Recurring Characters


Literary References, or "The Annotated Gumshoe"


Meanwhile, in the Spenser Universe


Favorite Lines

Chapter 1: It pays to advertise

"'Hawk with anybody?'

'Always, and not for long,' I said. 'I don't think he's husband material.'

'No,' Rita said, 'he's not. Be a hell of a weekend, though.'

'I've heard that about you,' I said.

'Really? Where?'

'I think it was written in pencil on the wall of a holding cell in the Dedham jail,' I said.

Rita grinned.

'And the sad thing is, I wrote it.'"
Chapter 3: Not a bad way of looking at life

"'You think you can eliminate crime?' I said.

Jackson snorted.

'So what do you do?' I said.

'Do what I can,' Jackson said in his deep slow voice. 'There's nobody perpetrating a crime on this corner, right now. That's 'cause I'm here. Somebody's perpetrating something someplace else, maybe, but right now this corner is okay...It's not much but it's all there is.'

'Yeah.'

Jackson looked at me for a while. Then he nodded slowly.

'Okay,' he said. 'You too. Okay.'"

Chapter 8: Take only as directed. Apply sparingly...

"'Well, I must say, as adversaries go, you are a lot of fun,' she said. 'A small dose of charm.'

'I've found a small dose to be safer,' I said. 'The full wattage, all at once, and people are sometimes injured.'

'Especially women, I imagine.'

'They often hurt themselves in their frenzy to disrobe.'"
Chapter 14: I'd like to do my own stunts, by my agent won't let me

"'Is it like on TV?' Sandy said.

'Exactly,' I said. 'A lot of time I send my stunt double on the hard stuff.'"
Chapter 17: Tell me again which one the law says has to be on a leash

"Erika continued to cry steadily. Elayna and Susan both stared at me. Erika tried to bite her mother's hand to get her wrist free. Elayna swept her up off the ground and held her kicking and struggling and crying and said loudly, 'I've got to get her out of here. Susan, I'll call you.'

When they were gone, Susan went and stood looking out the living room window for a while. Finally she turned and looked at me.

'Should I have let Pearl go?' I said.

'Do you think she'd really have bitten her?'

'With proper coaching,' I said."

Chapter 19: Are you implying my shillelagh isn't all it could be?

"'Lucky you got me around,' Hawk said, 'to keep them from inducting you into the Girl Scouts.'

'It's the physical.' I said. 'I always have trouble with the physical.'

'You Irish, ain't you?'

'Sure and I am, bucko.'

'So you don't have a lot of trouble with the physical,' Hawk said.

'Just enough.'
Chapter 21: They say beauty times brains equals a constant. I wouldn't, but they do

"The receptionist was clearly a student, probably a cheerleader in her other life, cuter than the Easter Bunny, but nowhere near as smart."

Chapter 22: You've gotta take pride in what you are good at

"'Still a coincidence,' Hawk said.

'Un huh.'

'You like coincidences?'

'I hate them,' I said. 'How about you.'

'Got no feeling on it,' Hawk said. 'You the detective. I just a thug.'

'You're too modest,' I said.

Hawk grinned.

'Didn't mean to say I wasn't a great thug.'
Chapter 23: Cue the spaghetti western music

"I took my .38 out and looked to see that there were bullets in all the proper places. I knew there would be, but it did no harm to be careful. And I'd seen Clint Eastwood do it once in the movies."

Chapter 28: Next on Sally Jesse: "I love my job, but my coworker drives me crazy"

"'You making any progress on this thing?'

'No.'

'No rush,' Belson said. 'I'm here until it's over'

'Me too,' Farrell said. 'When we're on days I get to watch Sally Jesse."

'You got to get me a straight partner,' Belson said. 'I'm over here trying to read Soldier of Fortune magazine and he's sitting in front of the tube saying "where did she get those shoes."

'Well you saw them,' Farrell said. 'Were they gauche or what?'

'See what I mean?' Belson said."

Chapter 30: See, there's nothing to it

"Rita finished her dry bagel and washed it down with her black coffee and looked distracted for a moment.

'A cigarette would taste good now,' she said.

'Eventually you won't miss it,' I said.

'How long for you.'

'Twenty-seven years.'

'And you don't miss it?'

'Not a bit.'

'How long before you didn't miss it?'

'Ten years.'

Rita stared at me and said "Oh, God!'"
Chapter 32: Sergeant Belson...help me...I've...turned into...a hack actor.  Why am I...chewing on the...scenery?

"'And Quirk's a Captain now,' he said.

'Captain Quirk?'

The motorcycle cop grinned.

'Captain Quirk.'" 

Chapter 35: Maybe we'll just tie you to the luggage rack...

"'Where we going,' I said.

'Santa Barbara,' Susan said.

'California?'

'Yes.'

'We're driving.'

'It's safer.'

'You mind if I sing "California Here I Come" as we roll along?' I said.

'You're in a weakened condition,' Susan said. 'It's better if you rest.'

'I'm just thinking of you,' I said. 'It's a long ride.'

'Remember I got a gun,' Hawk said.

'You'd shoot me if I sing? Your brother?'

'Shoot myself,' Hawk said, 'you sing a lot.'"
Chapter 35: First the singing, now the jokes. Luggage rack sounds better and better

"'Why Santa Barbara?'

'It's far away, it's not a place anyone would look for you. It's warm. I have a friend who knows a person who knows a real estate owner out there. I was able to rent a house.'

'In your name?'

'Mr. and Mrs. James Butler Hickock,' Susan said.

I jerked my head towards Hawk. 'Who's he,' I said, 'Deadwood Dick?'

'That ain't what the ladies call me,' Hawk said.

'Are you guys going to talk dirty all the way across the country?' Susan said.

'I was planning to,' Hawk said.

'Me too,' I said.

'Oh, good,' Susan said.
Chapter 38: What would the neighbors think...oh wait, this is California

"'You collapse,' Hawk said,'and I gonna have to give you mouth to mouth. Neither one of us be liking that too much.'

'Let...me...go,' I said. 'It...comes...to...that.'"
Chapter 42: Another gem from Poor Henry's Almanac

"'I'd say you're as good as new,' Henry said.

'Too bad,' I said. 'I was hoping for better.'

'We all were,' Henry said. 'But you can't shine shit.'"


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