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There was never any trouble at the Tam O’Shanter, even on a rocking weekend night, even when one of the Tribe smacked a homer for a go-ahead run. Tim and Karen ran a tight joint, the perfect hideaway to lounge beneath faded posters of ’70s rock bands and sip a cold one. So when Karen screamed from the seedy alley behind the bar, our little oasis was shattered. Tim bolted for the back door. READ MORE >
A new Goodreads giveaway is underway. Here’s a sneak peek at a passage which occurs after our protagonist, John, believes that a serial killer is on the prowl and worries about his secretary, Marilyn.
“Thanks. Have a good weekend, but watch yourself.” An uncomfortable vision of Marilyn’s severed head, her long, colorful earrings scattering the light, flashed through my mind.
“Don’t worry. Flirting with a knife salesman is absolutely out of the question. Unless he’s really, really cute.” READ MORE >
The fourth Goodreads giveaway went really well! Thank you for your reviews and ratings. They are much appreciated. READ MORE >
The following passage appears after our protagonist, John, and his favorite bartender, Tim, stumble upon the remains of a human body and call the police:
“A couple of unnaturally serene cops soon strolled in, a tableau of belts and guns and badges. Tim filled them in, and the uniformed pair walked toward the back door to the alley, past the vintage Wurlitzer and the pool table wedged into an alcove beneath a hand-lettered sign that read No Gambling. The dark side of me wanted to follow them, to see if they might go off-script when they saw what someone had done to that body in the trash.” READ MORE >
Thank you for the requests, ratings, and reviews on Goodreads! Another excerpt:
“That’s my boyo.” He settled a bottle of Kessler’s and two shot glasses on the table. “You been hangin’ out with the East Siders; maybe you’re used to a frosted mug.” READ MORE >