"He looked down into Jack's hard, battered face. 'You and me, now,' he said, 'We're connected. That's good. And when the connection breaks, it's over, that's too bad, but it's finished and a man would be a fool to try to make it go on when it's all over. You dig? We got it, you don't even have to...
The book is pretty damn good. I'm glad I stumbled upon it. There were several chunks of the book where I was blown away and thinking I was flipping through a soon to be favorite of mine. Then a scene or side story would end in a way I thought could've been a bit better or there would be 20 pag...
Hard Rain Falling, I suppose would fall under the heading of classic noir. Don Gardner gives us a protagonist who can't get along with society, but it's clearly society's fault. Dumped in an orphanage as a baby, Jack Leavitt learns about life from within institutions, and he can't seem to get eno...
He wasn’t breaking into houses at this particular time. Instead he made his money boosting clothes for a guy. The guy had a regular list of businessmen customers he stole for. The customer told the guy what he wanted and the guy told Stan and Stan went into the store wearing old stuff from the Sa...
The actor’s name was Glenn Duveen, and he spent most of his time lying on their queen-sized bed smoking marijuana and listening to tapes from his collection of old radio shows. Duveen had been around Hollywood long enough to know that there is nothing an actor can do after a certain point except ...