Here To Die

Description for HERE TO DIE by Mark Sadler:

There were two of them...One was twenty feet behind me, crouched on the balls of his feet, cutting me off from the lights of the club.  Something glittered in his right hand, held low.  The second appeared directly in front of me, big and broad, like a tree stump in the night...Offense is always better.  I went at him.

HERE TO DIE

It was just another job.  Another missing person.  Another married woman who liked men too much.  Except this one had once liked Paul Shaw.  And he had liked her---too much.

But that was a long time ago in New York.  And this is L.A., where they play by different rules.  And where, behind every sun-washed street and crowded freeway, there's a darkened alley where shadows hide the city's twisted crimes of greed and and passion.  Shadows, Paul Shaw knew, that could swallow you whole and spit out the pieces.

This is #2 in A Paul Shaw Novel.