PROWLERS by Izzi, Eugene

New York 1991, Bantam, First US edition, hard bound in dust jacket, 6x9, Fine/Fine condition, 341 pges. Nobody does it better than Robert "Catfeet" Millard. He's a prowler, a premier thief, a guy who can make or break a score by casually glancing its way. He pays his cut to the mob and his partners, he keeps his mouth shut, and he does the right thing. Including refusing to testify to a grand jury against a mob gambling chief to whom Catfeet owes a bundle. That means county lockup for twenty-eight months-but he'll be taken care of on his release.The mobster, though, has other ideas. When Catfeet went into the slam, his tab was twenty-two grand. Chump change-except that the meter kept running at six for five a month, and now Catfeet owes three and a half mil. It's not the kind of loan you default on-unless you want to end up in the trunk of a car long-term-parked at O'Hare.A gorgeous mob secretary with plans of her own might help him. Or maybe the young man Catfeet helped raise when his parents were killed in an ambush. Or an incorruptible Gang Crimes cop on the case of a Florida madman in the employ of the Chicago outfit. Catfeet will have to tight the clock-and the mob-in his mad scramble for personal safety He has to fix the mob without them knowing they've been fixed. It's the kind of scam only the best prowler would risk. Or the most desperate. In Prowlers, bestselling Chicago crime-master Eugene Izzi again takes readers into the urban underbelly he knows so well-a world where every story is conceived in violence, driven by betrayal, and written in blood.  The author, died in early December, 1997, his lifeless body was found hanging outside his Michigan Avenue writing office in the Chicago cold. His death was officially ruled a suicide, but many speculate that foul play may have been involved