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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
He was a tall, cleanly attractive young man, the kind you’d like to have for a neighbor. Press the wrong button and he’d mow you down with the ruthlessness of a Sherman tank.
His name was Daniel Port. He was a gangster, the brain and spirit behind the machine that milked the dirty pennies from the city. Now Port wanted out. He had a bellyful of corruption, a one-way ticket to New York, and a dark, shining girl to go along with it.
The problem was to get there alive, because the one way out for Daniel Port was over his own freshly dug grave…
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
He was a tall, cleanly attractive young man, the kind you’d like to have for a neighbor. Press the wrong button and he’d mow you down with the ruthlessness of a Sherman tank.
His name was Daniel Port. He was a gangster, the brain and spirit behind the machine that milked the dirty pennies from the city. Now Port wanted out. He had a bellyful of corruption, a one-way ticket to New York, and a dark, shining girl to go along with it.
The problem was to get there alive, because the one way out for Daniel Port was over his own freshly dug grave…