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: A Cold Farewell
A New Kind of Win The alley was quiet now. Gus was a whimpering puddle on the ground, a man whose sneer had been replaced by a kind of pathetic terror. I
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
THE HAMMER FILES: The Cold Trail to Oakmont
Case Point: A New Perspective The old city was a ghost in the rearview mirror. I watched it fade, the concrete towers shrinking into a hazy smudge of regret.
THE HAMMER FILES: Uncovering the Grif
A New Perspective The old lady was a ghost in plain sight. From the bar, she had just looked like another gambler with a fever for the slots. But up close,