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Confess, Fletch The flight from Rome had been pleasant enough, even if the business he was on wasn�t exactly. His Italian fianc?e�s father had been kidnapped and presumably murdered, and Fletch is on the trail of a stolen art collection that is her only patrimony. But when he arrives in his apartment to find a dead body, things start to get complicated. Confess, Fletch Inspector Flynn found him a little glib for someone who seemed to be the only likely suspect in a pretty clear case of homicide. He wasn�t exactly uncooperative, but it wasn�t like he was entirely forthcoming either. And Flynn wasn�t entirely convinced that the nineteenth-century Western artist Edgar Arthur Tharp really occupied most of Fletch�s thoughts. Confess, Fletch With the police on his tail and a few other things to do beside prove his own innocence, Fletch makes himself at home in Boston, renting a van, painting it black, and breaking into a private art gallery. That is when he�s not �entertaining� his future mother-in-law and visiting with the good Inspector Flynn and his family. From the Trade Paperback edition.