Bøger af Chris O'Grady

Dan Wilder is a professional criminal with no past, no ties, and no responsibilities. When Wilder shows up a day late for a knock-over job on an underground gambling parlor, he decides to spend his time in the arms of the lovely Glorieta Duncan. But she is a kept woman and her keepers are the most powerful men in Thomaston. Before long, worse gets worst, and someone pins the murder of a cop on Wilder. Now he's gotta stay one step ahead of Johnny Law while he looks for revenge. He may be a thief and stick-up artist, but Dan Wilder's no cop killer.

Who...or what?...was Bobbie Ross running from? Or had someone forced her to "disappear?" Her father, Matthew Ross, was almost as worried about her as her friend Phyllis Vincent. Lesley Frobisher, Bobbie's mother, didn't seem to be worried at all...but then, Lesley never worried about anything, not even herself. Sam Macklin could testify to that, too...or he could have, until a week ago. So could Mario Williams, Macklin's right hand at the Marrakesch Casino. And that wasn't all Mario could testify about. And as for Bucky Wallace, the drifter Matt Ross gave a lift into town to...no one could figure out what his connection was to any of it. Not Dells, the cop. Nor Ed Gurney, Assistant D.A. and Phyllis's boyfriend. And not even Pete Hudson, the part-time private eye Phyllis hired to find Bobbie. The only one who seemed to know anything at all was a local Reno private snoop named Pinky...and he wasn't talking. Well, not at first, anyway.

When a man like Roper hires out to "dispatch" people, he doesn't expect to be dealing with prim and proper folks, but even clients who use someone in his line of work ought to at least let him do the job before they double-cross him. These people didn't even wait for their victim to be cold before they pulled their cross.

Who...or what...was Bobbie Ross running from? Or had someone forced her to "disappear"? Matthew Ross was almost as worried about her as her friend Phyllis Vincent. Bobbie's mother Lesley Frobisher didn't seem to be worried at all, but then Lesley never worried about anything, not even herself. Sam Macklin could testify to that, or he could have, until a week ago. So, could Mario Williams, Macklin's right hand at the Marrakesch Casino. As for Bucky Wallace, the drifter Matt Ross gave a lift into town to, no one could figure out what his connection was to any of it. Not Dells, the cop. Not Ed Gurney, Assistant D. A. and Phyllis'sboyfriend. Not even Pete Hudson, the part-time private eye Phyllis hired to find Bobbie. The only one who seemed to know anything was a local Reno private snoop name Pinky, and he wasn't talking. Well, not at first, anyway.