LAST CALL A True Story of Love, Lust, and Murder in Queer New York

FROM THE PUBLISHER: The Townhouse Bar, midtown, July 1992: The piano player seems to know every song ever written, the crowd belts out the lyrics to their favorites, and a man standing nearby is drinking a Scotch and water. The man strikes the piano player as forgettable. He looks bland and inconspicuous. Not at all what you think a serial killer looks like. But that's what he is, and tonight, he has his sights set on a gray haired man. He will not be his first victim. Nor will he be his last. © AudioFile 2022, Portland, Maine [Published: JANUARY 2022]