Jake Stankovic is a criminal having a bad week. A drug deal goes bad, a vengeful detective hounds him, one of his crew may have turned against him, and a dangerous woman from his past has reappeared. Jake must find a way to beat them all at their own game.
It took almost ten minutes before the door opened again. Manning entered, trailed by a woman in her forties. She wore a nicer suit than Manning did but wasn’t as physically fit. She also looked tougher.
“My detective tells me you are demanding a supervisor.”
“He is correct.”
“I’m Lieutenant Lauridsen.” She held out her hand. “Who are you?”
I took her hand and shook it. “Jake Stankovic.”
She didn’t react to my name but I saw a spark of recognition in Manning’s eyes.
“And what can we do for you today, Mr. Stankovic?” Lauridsen asked. “Can we get straight to that? Because we’re a busy detachment here.”
“Of course,” I said. “Do you know a drug dealer here in town named Ozzy?”
The two of them exchanged a glance.
“Obviously you do,” I said. “Well, how’d you like to get him on tape delivering a pound of meth?”
And believe it or not, they were interested.
What others are saying:
“A brief, tight, criminally intense story of destructive behavior masked by “good” intentions, AT THEIR OWN GAME puts its finger right on the pulse of the ever-sinful human heart”
– Ned Hayes, author of SINFUL FOLK