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320 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1987
“And to top it off, the two-timing bastard took my slippers." "Your slippers, Mr. Mallory?" Mallory nodded. “Doreen for the bourbon was a fair trade, but I'm going to miss those slippers. I'd had them for fourteen years.” He paused. “That's a hell of a lot longer than I had Doreen."When an elf appears to hire him, Mallory doesn't believe he is real at first - 'Now, sing your song or dance your dance or do whatever you're going to do, and then make way for the elephants.' The elf problem in short: he was guarding a unicorn and someone stole it. He really needs Mallory to find the animal before the sunrise or his guild would kill him.