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I Justice: Night of the Assassin Private Eye Thriller
I Justice: Night of the Assassin Private Eye Thriller
I Justice: Night of the Assassin Private Eye Thriller
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I Justice: Night of the Assassin Private Eye Thriller

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Blood runs cold in Central City and where Stone goes, death is around every corner.

Shakedown
A woman is found dead, Private Detective Randall Stone learns of a dangerous bootlegging operation that might hold the key.

Leather Jacket Murder
The stakes are high when Private Investigator Randall Stone goes up against a thug to bring down a ruthless drug dealer setting him up for a deadly show down.

Wrong Answer
A simple missing person case becomes a deadly affair when a club owner murdered. Private eye Randall Stone learns there are deadly forces working and real evil lurks in the shadows.

At Any Cost
Private Detective Randall Stone hired to recover stolen jewelry while the investigation proves the robbery was staged, but by who?

The Vanishing Corpse

Jennifer Long investigates the apparent murder of a young woman and stumbles onto a deadly secret that might cost her, her life.
Tales of: Detective, Police Detective, Police, Murder, Investigation, Death, Violence, Blood, Shootout, Police Officer, Shot to Death, Corpse, Revenge, Fight, Gun, Murder Investigation, Gunfight, Husband Wife Relationship, Fistfight Neo Noir, Interrogation, Police Investigation, Deception Blood Splatter, Gangster, Beating, Murderer, Punched In the Face, Car Chase, Hostage, Arrest, Policeman, Kidnapping, Shot In The Back, Shot In The Head, Crime Investigation, Police Shootout, Murder Suspect, Police Officer Killed, Surveillance, Suspense, Police Chase, Crime Scene, Robbery Brutality, Psychopath, Serial Killer

LanguageEnglish
PublisherB.A. Savage
Release dateJan 17, 2016
ISBN9781310487941
I Justice: Night of the Assassin Private Eye Thriller
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B.A. Savage

B.A. Savage has served as a Police Officer in the U.S. Marine Corps eight years and a private detective in Central Kentucky 20 years. Savage integrates his own life experiences and deliberations in his novels. It has always been his lifelong dream to write. He decided it was time for him to follow his dream.He is the author of more than twenty-five detective mysteries books, including the popular Randall Stone series.He and his wife Marcia live in Lexington, Kentucky. They have three grown children and four grandchildren.

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    I Justice - B.A. Savage

    Chapter 1

    Seven o’clock in the morning was much too early for me to meet a client. I stepped up on the porch and rang the doorbell, and the sound of a dog barking erupted on the other side the door. The door opened, and a woman stood to hold a pit bull by his collar.

    Mr. Stone? she said.

    Yes, I replied.

    I’ve been waiting for you; please come in, Mr. Stone.

    The dog didn’t trust me and showed me by displaying his teeth.

    What’s your dog’s name?

    His name is Bear, she smiled.

    Well, it seems Bear doesn’t like me.

    Oh, don’t worry about him. Please sit down. With Paul working late, he wanted me to have protection. He’s very gentle with me.

    I bet he is, I smiled.

    Can I get you anything, some coffee perhaps?

    No, thank you.

    I guess you’d like to know why I asked you here, Mr. Stone.

    Well, my phone service just said you wanted to see me.

    This is a very private matter, and I don’t know if I can trust you.

    Mrs. Towne, anything you tell me stays here.

    I need you to find out something about my husband.

    I don’t do that kind of work. But you can find private eyes who will do it a lot cheaper than me.

    I’m sorry; you misunderstand me, Mr. Stone. It isn’t what you think.

    Well, why don’t you explain it to me?

    My husband in trouble, Mr. Stone, and I need you to help him.

    What kind of trouble?

    We own a bar on West 6th Street, mostly neighborhood customers. Well, six months ago, two men came in and told my husband he was going to start buying liquor from them, and delivered their first shipment, 12 cases of illegal alcohol.

    So, your husband’s bootlegging? I asked.

    I want you to find out where their alcohol made and the names of the men who are selling the stuff. Once you got it, I’ll go to the police and shut them down.

    And what do you think will happen to your husband?

    I give them the information and they will agree not to arrest him.

    You know, you could be wrong. The police may not make that kind of deal. Illegal alcohol is the Feds’ job. That’s who you should be talking to, not a private eye, I said.

    But, I can’t do that.

    Why not?

    They will kill him. A few nights ago, when they made their delivery, Paul told them he was out, and if they didn’t leave him alone, he was going to the cops. And they beat the hell out of him. If I had their names, the police could arrest them before they get a chance to hurt him again.

    Well, why don’t you just ask your husband for the names?

    He won’t give them to me. I don’t know what else to do. You are the only help I have. Mr. Stone, please help me.

    Alright, Mrs. Towne, if I come up with anything, I’ll be back for my retainer.

    Mr. Stone, please don’t tell my husband I hired you.

    Why would I? You haven’t hired me yet. But, later on, I’m going to have to tell him.

    Why?

    Bootlegging is illegal. I’ll be in touch.

    Chapter 2

    As I pull out of the Towne’s residence, I noticed I was being followed. He wasn’t a pro because he sticks out like a sore thumb. So I decided to play along and see what might happen.

    I didn’t know much about bootlegging, so my next step is to find out about the trade.

    I pulled over across from the police department, crossed the street, and went inside. The guy following me parked down the street and took out a cell phone.

    I took the elevator to the second floor and walked down to the end of the hall to a door with the name ‘Lieutenant Morgan’ on it.

    What can you tell me about bootlegging, Vic? I asked.

    It depends on what you want to know.

    Is moonshining big in Central City?

    Are you kidding, there is more moonshiners out there than drug dealers.

    Well, that shows what I know.

    Most illegal alcohol is made down in the southern part of the state, but people are still setting up these illegal operations out in the counties, Vic said.

    Well, if you can make it, why do you have to buy it?

    You like Scotch, don’t you, Randall?

    "Yes, Vic, you know

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