THE HAMMER FILES: A Hand of Trouble
JAMIE DIAMOND’S GAMBIT The Knock I’m Jamie Diamond: and this game is mine. The street was a grimy canyon of…
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?
JAMIE DIAMOND’S GAMBIT The Knock I’m Jamie Diamond: and this game is mine. The street was a grimy canyon of…
A Deadly Gambit From my perch in the war room, my telephoto lens captured the chaos in the room across…
The Weight of Silence The roar of the gunshots faded into a silence heavier than any I’d ever known. Rain,…
Jamie’s Streets and Shadows. The world was a smear of wet neon. We moved through the night like ghosts with…
Home at Lost The cab was an old yellow dog, its engine wheezing with every turn. I paid the fare—plus…
Thursday, Erma, Past Due The day had a fog of smog and dust as I waited on the corner. The…