Oops--he did it again! David Stukas, author of Someone Killed His Boyfriend and Wearing Black To The White Party, unleashes his wildly popular--and outrageously funny--trio of sleuths on the unsuspecting world. This time, Robert, Michael, and Monette are up to their pectorals in sex, blackmail, seriously ripped abs, and murder. . . It ain't easy being pretty. And it ain't pretty NOT being pretty in Chelsea. That's what has Robert doing an excruciating set of leg presses under his ripped roommate Michael's preening tutelage--when Michael isn't admiring his new leather workout shorts or going on about how the super-buff trainer, Flex, keeps checking him out. So it takes Robert by complete surprise in the locker room when Flex grabs Robert, hands him a CD-ROM and a hot kiss, and takes off running with a promise to retrieve the disc--and Robert--later. But Robert doesn't have long to ponder a roll in the hay with Mr. Uber Body. The next morning, Flex is found murdered, pushed from his high-rise Madison Avenue apartment. Suddenly, Michael and Robert are feeling like the wrong guys in every Hitchcock film ever made. And when the going gets tough. . .the tough run and hide at their lesbian friend Monette's apartment for protection. Now, as they muscle their way into a hidden world of escorts, fetishists, drug dealers, and pampered men leading double lives, the trio dive deeper into a mystery that has more layers than Michael has Frette towels. And when the killer strikes dangerously close to home, New York's most wanted sleuths will have to give it everything they've got before someone can give them a final workout. . .. Sexy, catty, and downright hilarious, Biceps Of Death deliciously skewers the cult of the body while delivering an abs-olutely perfect nail-biter of a mystery.
Biceps Of Death