Clark writes novels that could be movies in which Henry Fonda and Robert Mitchum steal scenes from each other. His 1997 debut, In the Deep Midwinter, established him as a sensitive and forgiving spinner of sepia-colored tales that find the tenderness in men. His new book is more of a morality tale dressed as a murder mystery. Mr. White is a painfully shy salesclerk who photographs showgirls in his room; his alter ego, Wesley Horner, is an anguished cop with unsolved mysteries of his own. As dime-a-dance girls start showing up dead in St. Paul, Minn., in 1939, the men's paths...
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