Johnny Phelan had two corpses behind him -- "Three and you''re out, Johnny," the cops told him. "Out of this world, real gone cool on a marble slab . . . worth a hot quarter-million bucks in small kills . . ." So in the land of masquerade and make-up, Hollywood''s toughest private peep ducked wild bullets and wilder babes -- to learn the hard way that -- YOU CAN ALWAYS DIE TWICE!

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