Jack Hammer
THE HAMMER FILES: Old Debts Payment Due
Thursday, Erma, Past Due The day had a fog of smog and dust as I waited on the corner. The cab was a rusted-out Ford filled with the scent of stale air and
An Inheritance of Grief
THE HAMMER FILES: Old Town Ghost The Call’s Echo The phone receiver sat in its cradle like a tombstone, a cold piece of plastic grief that had just
THE HAMMER FILES: My Home My Office
Home at Lost The cab was an old yellow dog, its engine wheezing with every turn. I paid the fare—plus a dime for good measure—and stepped out onto the
THE HAMMER FILES: The Dead Reckoning
The Weight of Silence The roar of the gunshots faded into a silence heavier than any I’d ever known. Rain, cold and relentless, began to fall. The city