Phillip Wilson books

Even the Wind: A Jonas Brant Thriller

He consumed the dog and the bun in gulps. The proprietor, a middle aged man with dark skin and a pitted complexion, watched with a look of mild admiration as Brant inhaled the food.  ``You may want to go easy there buddy. Better yet, want another?’’  ``Nah, this is fine,’’ Brant said, holding the...