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Moe Horwitz is a Mafia hitman in Philadelphia who's tired of the cold, the snow, his lonely life, and killing men for money. Trouble is, he doesn't know how to get out of the life. Then the big boss in Philly sends him to Miami on the last passenger train with orders to a hit for the Miami boss. Moe quickly discovers that this job may well turn out to be far more than he, or anybody else, bargained for. Before he can make the hit, he has to recover $20,000 the victim owes the boss. However, when the victim tries to make him an offer Moe can't refuse, things take a sudden turn. Set in 1961, Last Train to Miami is filled with back alleys, broken deals, double-crosses, and death.
An epidemic of bad fentanyl is sweeping across Pratt County, Missouri and Sheriff Davis Wells has no clue who's selling the deadly drug. What makes it even worse is that every single victim has a direct, personal connection to him. Not to mention, he has more than enough troubles of his own: his wife is undergoing debilitating cancer treatments, his only son has disappeared, and Davis finds his rapidly growing passion for a beautiful stranger he's just met is raging out of control. Then he learns that Lawton Turner, a deadly criminal he helped put behind bars, has been released early from prison and returned to Pratt County, swearing to seek revenge. Davis must solve the fentanyl crisis, deal with Lawton Turner, and try to remain true to his desperately ill wife and his own better self.
Frank Quick arrives at his office one day to find a glamorous blonde waiting for him. The blonde hires him to find her missing husband, only she forgets to tell Frank that her missing husband is in deep trouble with two sets of mobsters who are also looking for him. The White Jamaican is a step back in spirit to the detective noir novels of the 1950s, fully of bad guys, smoking guns, and a femme fatale you'll never forget.
The excitement, romance, and horrors of WWI as seen through the eyes of Karl Schiller, a German poet whirled off the streets of Paris in those momentous summer days of 1914 and thrust into the front lines of battle. Violets for Sergeant Schiller reveals, from the perspective of an ordinary German, why Germany believed war was necessary, and the day-to-day unfolding of the supposedly infallible von Schlieffen Plan.
One of America's truly unique writers, Chris Helvey has brought eleven brand new, finely crafted short stories.
Every person's life is a journey. Some folks just travel in a darker realm. Whose Name I Did Not Know tells the story of Frank Kohler, a former college football star, who is drifting down a river of booze. He's lost his way, his money, and his pride. Frank's resorted to bumming drinks and taking jobs that are more than a little illegal. Then one job goes horribly wrong and he's faced with the toughest decision of his life, either commit the ultimate crime or spend the rest of his life in prison. Every man makes mistakes, and Frank understood mistakes had to be paid for. He just never dreamed the payment would be so great.
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