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Archie Meets Nero Wolfe

 

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Earlier this year, I was in a heavy reading slump. It was simply too hard to focus with the world in chaos. But I like to read, and felt I was missing out on one of my greatest passions. So, I did what all authors should do:

I asked my readers what books they recommend.

The list that continues to grow from my newsletter subscribers' suggestions is long and varied. One of the books that caught my eye was Archie Meets Nero Wolfe from Robert Goldsborough. It's straightforward, to the point, and doesn't fuss around with a bunch of fuff.

It was exactly what I needed to get reading again.

I tore through the book in just a few days, which was lightning fast considering the other book I'd been reading had been on my nightstand for three months. The story describes how our detective, Archie, gets into the business. From security guard to gumshoe overnight, this story covers shoot-outs, kidnappings, high-stakes cash exchanges and more.

A complex, flowery story, this ain't. But it's entertaining, engaging, and is an easy story to get a stuck reader moving again.

In the end, isn't that exactly what a good book is supposed to do?

If you'd like to read this book, you can find it on Amazon Here. 

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