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Mike Shayne, the fellow with a flavor for violence, tackles corruption, greed, brutality, and homicide in an action-packed 24 hours within the Kentucky mining city of Centerville.
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Out on the lake,” I said, and nodded in that direction. ” “I don’t think so. I think the cold will keep you on your toes, and anyway, suppose you have a gun in your pocket, and I have to kill you, and mess up that beautiful Burberry. ” He swallowed, nodded, as if all that sounded reasonable enough. “Okay. ” “We won’t need it. ” Harry looked at me, his eyes behind the glasses wary, glancing from me to his plastic-wrapped burden and back again. ” Now I was noticing the cold. “Outside, Harry. My nipples are getting hard, and not in a good way.
Now this was curious, and I’ll tell you why. I had met Harry Something around ten years before, when I was doing a job for the Outfit boys in Chicago. I was never a mob guy, mind you, strictly a freelancer, but their money was as good as anybody’s. What that job was isn’t important, but Harry and his partner Louis were the locals who had fucked up, making my outsider’s presence necessary. Harry and Louis had not been friendly toward me. They had threatened me, in fact. They had beaten the hell out of me in my hotel room, when the job was over, for making them look bad.
Not with the law, not privately—and a man with my resources could easily do that, either way. and I value that. ” Julie’s jaw tightened but her eyes didn’t leave the window. “Swell,” I said. “I value money. ” Green lifted an eyebrow, offered up a half-smile that was wholly conspiratorial. ” My left hand found it easily. I hauled the brownleather attache up beside me, near the aisle, away from the girl. ” “I’m sure you would be,” Green said, reasonably. ” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “Small bills.