GOOD LUCK, MISTER CAIN

This takes place in that unclassified world of berks and birds and blokes and boodle--lots of boodle, 15,000 pounds, if you pull off a contract. Can Harry Grant, a confidence man who hangs loose between drinking and playing poker, get away with pretending to be Cain, a hit man with no conscience, on an assignment said to have IRA implications? Does he get away with it? You'll never know which adds to the expense of a cheapjack item that costs $7.95.