THE HAMMER FILES: Old Town Frank’s Welcome
The cab dropped me off in front of a brownstone that had seen better days, probably before I was born….
These are the fragments of my memory and life I’ve put back in order. From the oldest to the newest. But what do they mean?
The cab dropped me off in front of a brownstone that had seen better days, probably before I was born….
A New Hand Frank just stared, the cigar smoke curling around his ancient face like a shroud. He didn’t say…
The bell above the door of Joe’s Place was missing, probably pried off by a drunk looking for spare change….
The door to Frank’s brownstone shut behind me with a tired sigh, and I stepped back onto the cracked pavement…
Ace reporter and private eye Jack Hammer strikes a deal with Jamie Diamond, setting the stage for a high-stakes card…
The Arrival It was 2 a.m., the night before the game. A beat-up cab coughed me out in the alley…