The End of the Game
by Richard Sapir and Warren Murphy
His name was Remo, and the Iranian sun was cold this winter, colder still because he wore only a thin black T-shirt and chinos.

Peril Points

With voluptuous Pamela Thrushwell at his side, Remo punched out 242 on the machine, and saw the numbers replaced by letters:
"PLEASE TELL ME HOW WELL YOU DID."

"We killed the man and the woman," said Remo.

"YOU LIE. I CAN SEE YOU. YOU AND THE BIG-BREASTED BRIT TROUBLEMAKER," said the machine.

"Take a hike," Remo said.

Suddenly, the machine's cash drawer opened. A stack of hundred dollar bills appeared.

"What's this for?"

"FOR YOU. WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?"  

"To destroy you," Remo said. "I am coming to kill you."

The machine blinked as if in some sort of insane joy. The it flashed out:
"CONGRATULATION, WHOEVER YOU ARE. YOU ARE WORTH 50,000 POINTS."

The game was on--until death turned it off....

Review: I was fascinated by the concept behind this book. Just what would I do for money? This was a really neat idea, the villain was just insane enough to make a favorable impression on me. Top notch entertainment!

The End of the Game gets a high score .