One of the talkiest Bagbys ever--though it starts off with a nice jolt of action: narrator George accepts a last-minute dinner-party invite (substituting for a no-show) and, upon leaving, is pulled into a cab, badly beaten, and left for dead in Central Park. It was obviously a setup, with all the evidence pointing to mistaken identity--especially when that no-show guest later turns up dead in Connecticut. But the thugs are still after George (they try to abduct his wheelchair when he's released from the hospital) because he can identify them. And suspicion naturally falls on the classy hosts of the dinner: did they hire those thugs in the first place? Some further violence at the unsurprising close--George gets to shoot one of the villains--but mostly it's yak, yak, yak (some of it amusing) as Bagby, Inspector Schmidt, and bodyguarding Detective Garcia weigh the evidence and trade theories at every stage of the game. Minor-league.