An Asian safecracker with a shock of red hair. Two black cowboys with rings on their fingers.
What a fucking cat.Īs would be expected, shit goes sour for our dear narrator - who only until 100 pages in do we discover is named Hank - as he proceeds to essentially get the fuck beat out of him by varying assortments of thugs. So now, he’s fucking limping around with only one kidney, not able to drown his sorrows in even beer, when his neighbor asks him to watch his cat. He actually passes out during a routine exam only to have to have a kidney removed because he destroyed it with all his fucking boozing.
Now, he’s a fucking drunk, and I mean a hardcore motherfucker. He was a former baseball wunderkind, who suffered a crippling career ending injury during a high school game, and basically ended up pissing his life away. We’ve got a nameless narrator, in this tough guy first person staccato prose, essentially in a world of fucking hurt. I call this my TK zone: badass motherfuckers just trying to Rambo their way out of tough breaks. And I decided to throw a homeboy a bone and start in on Duane Swiercyzski’s (that’s probably fucking totally tore up, but with a handle that that, brother’s gotta understand) Wheelman novels.
My brother’s trying to sell me on this new series by Jonathan Maberry that sounds like Sigma pumped full of zombies. Lee Child’s Jack Reacher, John Connolly’s Charlie Parker, Matt Reilly’s Scarecrow, even the Rollins’ Sigma. I find myself tossing down one fantasy novel only to pick up some sort of hardboiled action/mystery novel next. So how good could these really be, right?įucking awesome. I mean, it looks like Huston’s published a mad assortment of novels. Surely, it cannot be of any sort of discernible quality. Now, it begs the question, why in the pickled fuck would you want to just give this shit away? Maybe the first in the set, but all three? Surely you jest. When the Kindle 2 was released, Amazon boasted a full compliment of free downloads on the site, among them the three novels of Charlie Huston’s Hank Thompson trilogy.
Let it never be said good things can’t ever be free.
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