THIS WAS THE NIGHT OF THE CRAWLING TERROR! SQUIRM is the blood-curdling shocker calculated to make you writhe with horror. A sleepy Southern town doesn’t know what’s hit it when a freak nightmare of a storm brings down the overhead electric power lines which then direct a massive electrical charge into the wet mud. And that’s just the beginning. For the slimy, oozing, crawling horror which results—an angry, rampaging mass of carnivorous superworms—is the most terrifying threat ever to be unleashed on (or under) the surface of the planet . . .

Officially, I'm an agent. I represent professional athletes in basketball, football, tennis, golf. You name it; if money is paid for any athletic performance short of copulation, I take a commission on it.I say 'officially.' Unofficially, I've backed into another job: troubleshooting for the management of professional sports leagues—a kind of undercover operator. And it was this Richie Sadler case that got me into it. Aside from a hairline fracture of my cheekbone, temporary blindness, a scrotumful of somebody's knee and the loss of the most promising marital prospect since my divorce, I didn't get anything out of this case but the right to keep a staggering commission that really belonged to me. But, now, when people in the sports world need someone to help unglue the fixes, wrestle with the drug problems, the gangsterism and the sex scandals, they call on Dave Bolt.