The proposition sounded like a pushover.
All Peter Chambers had to do was find out where a teen-aged chorine had been for the past month and why. And for that information, the girl’s father - a prosperous banker - would pay Chambers a cool thousand dollars. It was a quick way to earn some easy money. Or so Chambers thought . . . until he found out that the fistful of cash carried a little something extra along with it - A Fistful of Death.