By Mick Farren
First Published: 1988
The stuff that dreams are made of.

Marlowe lived a life of fantasy while out in the real world a robot proxy contributed to the economy on his behalf. Marlowe’s image–down to the trench coat and the dingy “office” where he lived with his cat, Greenstreet. But he had never had a real case until a leggy looker dressed to the nines–Forties style–asked him to find her missing sister.

Suddenly he was on the run for his life, a pawn in a high stakes game for the control of off-Earth development. All Marlowe wanted was to return to his own comfortable world of make-believe. But first he would have to take good hard look at reality–for if couldn’t find a way for both sides to win, everyone would lose…