This is the one I read many years ago and it put me off the Matthew Scudder books until just a few months ago. Now I'm not sure why I found it so horrifying. This the one where Scudder is fighting his way through his alcoholism. Six or seven days are about his limit for sobriety, but a major black-out frightens him badly.
The booze makes pursuing his case a little difficult. A high-class hooker hires him to tell her pimp that she is retiring - getting out of the life. That turns out to be a non-issue - until she turns up dead, butchered. And then it happens again, to a transvestite streetwalker. Then - well, you get the picture.
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