Henry knew one thing…Dames were trouble.Would this client be the exception?She walked in, sat down, crossed her legs, and asked for a light. Boy could she cross a leg. Before the woman had told him why she needed a detective, Henry wondered if she was playing him.It was something about her. The red lips and smoldering eyes were just a little too perfect. She knew how to get her way. And the dress…She wore a Dior dress that would make an hourglass self-conscious.Was it the “damsel in distress” act?This was the second one he’d seen this week.Something wasn’t adding up.1955 was going to be an interesting year. You’ll love this noir mystery with a twist, because everyone loves a broken detective trying to do what’s right.Get it now.
1867. The Civil War is over. Yet there is much unrest and resentment that lives on throughout the land, and in the hearts of many... Marco steps out of the ashes of the war; a man turned bounty hunter had everything which mattered most to him violently stripped away. So he emerges with a burning desire like none other to find redemption, and a new purpose in life. He sets off i...
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