Excerpt

“The Man in the Middle”

Max was onto something big. His nose practically twitched with it—the smell of big money.

What he had were two separate pieces of information. Two independent actions were on the verge of happening, and Max was in the middle.

On the one hand there was Blueboy Sykes, trapped in his second-floor room on Pharoah Street. Blueboy was a mobster who’d made a couple of mistakes too many. It was a question now of who would get him first, the cops or his business associates. In his room with groceries enough for a couple of weeks and his girlfriend to keep him company.