HAMMER PUBLISHING
The Written Record of an Existence.
These are the files the Controller didn’t re-write and the system can’t delete. This is the cold, hard history of my life—the real crimes, the phantoms of the past, and the black-and-white truth of a life lived outside the program. Every entry is memory-resident, stained with ink and blood, and deep behind my firewall. Dig deep, but don’t expect a happy ending.
Full Jack Hammer Saga Index: The Architecture of Awareness: Hard Copy
This is the official ledger. The hard-copy file. You’ve found the main case file, the unfiltered text pulled straight from my typewriter. Below is
Hammer Side Bets: Hard Copy – Text Form
These Hammer Side Bets are cases I take up on my time off. They are cases of me just helping out friends, cases I end up taking for free, and cases I solve
Blood Loyalty and Paradise: Saturday Morning
Saturday Morning Sunrise The white-hot burn of the code faded, not with a “zip,” but like a bad dream at dawn. I was warm. I could feel the sun
Blood Loyalty and Paradise: Braving the New World
Braving the New World White. A white-hot burn of terror in a white-hot expanse of infinity. I had no body, but I had a thought. I had no eyes, but I had
Blood Loyalty and Paradise: Frank’s Peace
Frank’s Peace The memory of the airport blurred, the timeline pulling taut. The cheap paint of our office dissolved, the colors running. Ten years
Blood Loyalty and Paradise: The Poet of Paris
The Poet of Paris “Paris?” Frank Vance didn’t even take his cigar out of his mouth. He just stared at me, the sedan idling in the gray







