Johnny Adcock is an aging Major League pitcher with the perfect retirement plan - he moonlights as a private investigator. Major League Baseball, as it turns out, is a prime source of employment for a philosophically inclined, discreet detective who has both the brains and the brawn to handle the unique problems of professional athletes. Those infamous baseball salaries attract gangsters, hustlers, and predators of every persuasion who prey on the outsized egos of primetime stars.
"Great book until the end"
Relief pitcher/private investigator Johnny Adcock doesn't have an office; he has the bullpen. That's where he sits shelling sunflower seeds when in walks a femme-fatale blonde claiming to be a TV reporter. She is Tiff Tate, the highly paid stylist responsible for half the looks in Major League Baseball, from Brian Wilson's beard to Big Papi's gold ropes. Tiff has a problem.