| Author: | Brian M Wiprud | ISBN: | 9781429924221 |
| Publisher: | St. Martin's Press | Publication: | June 8, 2010 |
| Imprint: | Minotaur Books | Language: | English |
| Author: | Brian M Wiprud |
| ISBN: | 9781429924221 |
| Publisher: | St. Martin's Press |
| Publication: | June 8, 2010 |
| Imprint: | Minotaur Books |
| Language: | English |
Tom Davin's business is a bit unusual—he finds stolen art and sells it back to its owners for a good penny—until he uncovers a devious plot and finds himself on the run from a vicious Russian assassin
Tom Davin is a Brooklyn insurance investigator in a jam. He arranged an art theft to cover a debt—only somebody swiped the paintings from his crew. Now the insurance company wants him to investigate his own art theft; the local bookie wants his money; his crew in the neighborhood is targeted by a sniper; both the mob and the cops think he's the shooter; and his girlfriend split and stuck him with four cats that are redecorating his apartment. Six-foot-six Tommy nimbly navigates his troubles and Brooklyn with the help of tantric yoga, his father's aphorisms, and a comely masseuse. But the question remains: do good things happen to good people? The answer lurks in a fiery Brooklyn scrap yard.
Tom Davin's business is a bit unusual—he finds stolen art and sells it back to its owners for a good penny—until he uncovers a devious plot and finds himself on the run from a vicious Russian assassin
Tom Davin is a Brooklyn insurance investigator in a jam. He arranged an art theft to cover a debt—only somebody swiped the paintings from his crew. Now the insurance company wants him to investigate his own art theft; the local bookie wants his money; his crew in the neighborhood is targeted by a sniper; both the mob and the cops think he's the shooter; and his girlfriend split and stuck him with four cats that are redecorating his apartment. Six-foot-six Tommy nimbly navigates his troubles and Brooklyn with the help of tantric yoga, his father's aphorisms, and a comely masseuse. But the question remains: do good things happen to good people? The answer lurks in a fiery Brooklyn scrap yard.
