A little shelfwear on bottom edges of book covers Some color fading on book jacket spine New American Library, 1967 book club edition, 443 pages He was Harry Orlando, the King of the cool, the man with the golden voice, and he was sitting on top of the whole wild, swinging world. There were willing chicks at the snap of his fingers, and oceans of booze, and acres of shining cars and planes and all the other goodies you could shake from the money tree, and there was nothing and no one he couldn't have for a song.... Yet somewhere in the middle of this magic life there was a great big hole, a huge, empty nothing as dark as midnight and as deep as hell-and if it grew any bigger he knew that all the babes and all the booze and all the gold in the world wouldn't be able to fill it. And that's when Harry Orlando decided to stake his whole damn fabulous life on a long-shot gamble for the one thing his wealth could never buy...