Casino
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,
THE HAMMER FILES: A Different Kind of Grift
At the Bar The blackjack table was a blur of hands and money, a silent, beautiful con. I was too close, too wrapped up in the action to see it clearly. I
THE HAMMER FILES: The Grand Reserve
A Cold Welcome The cab dropped me at a dark alley a block away from the casino. The place was a fortress of glass and steel, a neon promise in a world of
Jamie Diamond’s Sparkle
THE HAMMER FILES: Jamie Diamond’s Gamble The Gamble The phone rang with the kind of impatience only a man in deep trouble can muster. I answered, the