MONKEY SEE, MONKEY DIE!

When Banyon is contacted by a mysterious client with deep pockets, our favorite P.I. doesn't realize he's stepping into some serious monkey business. It turns out the client hiding behind the piles of cash is the mayor, and hizzoner has a big secret: a monkey on his back of the literal variety.

A series of threatening notes has Mr. Mayor rattled, but leaving him even more worried are some unusual changes happening to his wife. Is there a connection between the menacing notes and Mrs. Mayor's sudden homicidal impulses and cravings for bananas, sans daiquiris?

Banyon isn't normally the swing-into-action type, but between big threats and even bigger piles of dough, this is no time to monkey around. Our intrepid P.I. quickly finds himself at the center of a deadly game of monkey in the middle, navigating an urban jungle filled with mimes, organ grinders, window washers, and a lady dog catcher so gorgeous she'd drive any man ape.

With luck, Banyon will survive long enough to trade in this barrel of monkeys for one more useful.

"No, this is his secretary. The monkeys are cute, but he says he wants scotch instead. Don't that come in barrels, too?"