THE HAMMER FILES
JACK HAMMER’S TOP SHELF FILES
My office has been ransacked. As you can see my files are a random mess. We’ve got a lot of sifting to do if we’re going to recover my stolen manuscripts. If you’re in on the game, this is where we start.
THE HAMMER FILES: The Case of the Scotch Egg
You may have seen the headline, the one I ran on this very site: “The Secret Service Caddy: Trump’s Scottish Handicap.” I wrote it, and I own
Alligator Alley: Monuments Built on Hate and Quicksand
The Perils of Hate: Monuments Built on Quicksand. The whispers started in the alleyways, down where the shadows stretch long and the truth gets twisted like
THE HAMMER FILES: High Stakes and a Diamond
The door to Frank’s brownstone shut behind me with a tired sigh, and I stepped back onto the cracked pavement of Old Town. The street was a grim tunnel,
THE HAMMER FILES: The Greatest Show on Earth
The Curtain Call I did a brisk two-block walk from the lounge to my office, to get the details down before even a single one could disappear in a fog. I