• Address: Hudson Falls, NY 12839 (map)
• Date Posted: 09/29/09

This is a true story that took place in a N.Y.S. Prison, as told by Curtis, the dummy... The unnamed partner is incarcerated...
Hello, my name is Curtis Fly Johnson, and I’m what some would call a DUMMY. Over 30 years ago, my partner and I were convicted of committing a vicious, heinous murder that would have made Jack the Ripper smile. But our act was no satisfying or enjoyable act for us. It was a horrific event that caused the death of a mother’s child, and pain and suffering to their family and friends.
No this book isn’t about that sinful event. Taking the life of anyone is never a glorifying moment and we paid dearly for our actions during my foolish, youthful years.
I’m the only inmate in New York State sentenced 30 years to live with my dummy partner. I’m also a professional ventriloquist. Now after being sentenced, we walked the prison hallways with my partner carrying me in his arms in some of the toughest Max-A prisons in New York State. We came face to face with some of New York’s craziest killers, and believe me when I say; it was no picnic for an inmate who walked around carrying a dummy. To be truthful, the first few years were hell and we fought, cut, stabbed and even came close to killing a few inmates in order to receive our respect. During that time my partner became known as “Chris: The Puppet Master,” or the crazy guy with the dummy, and I was knows as his 4 feet sidekick.
Nevertheless, we made it. Still it wasn’t until after doing 28 years that we finally felt comfortable enough within a medium facility to start writing our Dummy Detectives series, which consists of 5 books, such as “Terror Cruise -- Dummies On Vacation,” then “Curtis-V-Chucky: Dead Man Walking.” Yes, the same Chucky in Child’s Play, we have a history together and one hell of a beef to settle. It’s really off the hook.
We’ve written 10 books, but I’ve only published one book in my Dummy Detectives series called, “Kiss of the Spider Lady.” This book is off the hook; it’s filled with pure excitement, danger, mayhem, killing, and a whole lot of laughter. You can’t help but to love Curtis and Larry.
It all started with Chris and Curtis and their Detective Agency. They received a phone call from their old friend, a millionaires’ who owns her own radio station. She called asking for their help in finding her missing daughter who was as ugly as all outdoors. But nevertheless they took the case. But unknown to them, their friend had hired another set of detectives. It wasn’t until they met on the train on their way to California that things started happening to them.
Chris and Curtis are black and never had a racist bone or wooden bone in Curtis’ case, in their body, but that was not the case for Smitty, a tall handsome, well-built white martial artist who could give Bruce Lee and Jet Li a run for their money. He’s that good, but his partner, well that was a whole different story. Larry was a shorter pure white racist, with red hair and freckles. A true red-neck if they’re ever was one, who had no trouble speaking his mind the way he saw it. As he always stated, “It was his White American blood right to call a spade a spade,” and he did just that.
At first Curtis and Larry didn’t hit it off to well, especially when Larry called Curtis, boy or porch monkey, plus they didn’t know they were working the same case. It wasn’t until after they had their showdown in the trains dinning car, playing the dozen, while making jokes about each other’s wooden mother’s that they found out what was really going on.
The Spider Lady, didn’t want them finding their friends, daughter and sent Mr. C, a deadly hit man and his crew to stop them. But they were lucky and it wasn’t until bodies started piling up around them, they had no choice but to put aside their disagreement and work together in order to stay alive. So after surviving the train trip, that’s when stuff really hit the fan. They fought against a tough gang called, The Pot Heads, plus got in a shoot-out with another gang. And to top it off they ended up going into the Spider Ladies Night Club where they had to pretend to be amateur contestants. Once they were on stage Curtis and Larry had a rap off and the crowd went wild with laughter. But the Spider Lady was not laughing, she was mad as hell; her men couldn’t kill two men with dummies as their partners. But tonight their string of good luck was about to end even if she had to kill them herself.
This book has so many twists and turns, and the ending will blow your mind because you never saw it coming. That’s what I love about the whole book. The Dummy Detectives keep you guessing, as well as laughing throughout the whole book.