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A Brooklyn native, Joseph Belcastro joined the New York City Police Department in July, 1983. He spent four years on uniform patrol, then another four years in the precincts plainclothes Anti-Crime Unit, before being transferred to the NYPDs infamous Street Crime Unit on Randalls Island. In his tell-all memoir, Joe describes his earliest encounters as a rookie cop in uniform, how he developed his unique crime-fighting strategies, and the partners he had along the way. Joes uncanny ability to follow his gut instincts, along with his determination and perseverance, led him to personally make over a thousand arrests, and to assist his partners in at least a thousand more. Ride along with Joe on his vehicle pursuits, sit in the back seat of his car stops, and in the process share the triumphs and disappointments in the life of a street cop. Its a ride you wont want to miss!
Little attention is given by police detectives when the body of a hooker is found murdered in a run-down motel in Detroit. After the victim's sister, a news anchor, starts threatening to release a series of reports highlighting the police's inadequacies, the mayor orders immediate action. Corrupt homicide detective Roman Stefan has crossed the line more than once. When his ailing father, a hero to the community, asks him to change his ways, Stefan reluctantly agrees. Assigned to a new case, he must come to grips with his evil nature and take on the broken justice system he was once a part of. Each step takes him down a shaky path that forces him to struggle with his inner demons and the promise he made to his father.
It is 1973 when a New York police o cer is gunned down in the vestibule of a mob hangout. As the killer, ma a boss Frank Ardone, escapes despite the bullet from the slain cop's gun that remains in his shoulder, he breathes a sigh of relief, not realizing that detectives Anthony Pirelli and Solly Samuels will soon be hot on his tail. Pirelli and Samuels know they need the bullet to convict the killer. Seemingly left with few options, Detective Pirelli's e orts to nail the murderer prove fruit-less. Leads go nowhere. The courts do nothing to help. Frustrated beyond belief, Pirelli and Samuels helplessly spin their wheels while a cop killer freely walks the streets. But when Pirelli is suspended from the force as part of the investigation, he suddenly gains the freedom to move in the netherworld of organized crime where he calls upon his charm and street smarts as he attempts to maneuver himself closer and closer to Ardone. In this gripping, murderous thriller, a detective must become someone he is not in order to retrieve the evidence he needs to bring a vicious mobster down for good."
Confessions is a psychological thriller, page-turning revelation about misplaced trust and the irreparable harm to the female psyche caused by relationships with men. Lane Stone has been a twenty-five year prosecutor for the Los Angeles County District Attorneys Office, and now practices criminal defense. Claiming justice after a devastating experience of erotic transference with her psychologist of thirty years, she takes justice into her own hands. Through the encouragement of the only true love Lane has ever known - Christopher, she seems to be redeemed. Doubt as to Lanes motives is raised by Chris best friend, Jimmy, an LAPD cop, but the mature unbreakable bond Lane shares with Christopher seems strong enough to put Lanes demons to rest. Can the obsessive need for revenge ever be satiated? Only you, the readers can hand down the verdict on Lane Stone.
Lewis Cole, a retired Department of Defense analyst, is caught up in a government investigation when a man is killed in a nature preserve near Lewis' New Hampshire home.
The Diener by H.L. Riviere The embalming machine pumped fluid into her and blood flowed red from the vein. Gradually, the venous blood became a lighter color. Her heart stopped but the machine pumped on. Soon the fluid flowing from the groin incision was almost colorless, like the embalming fluid. He stopped the pump and disconnected it from her body. She could wait in the cold room until tomorrow. He fished in his pocket for the metal disk, tied it to her toe with a fresh piece of string, and stood over his work. His heart was pounding and his breathing was rapid as if he had just run a race. What power, what absolute power, he thought. Something doesn’t seem right about the cadavers at the Portland University Health Center Medical School dissection laboratory—well, about one cadaver. Grace, director and primary lecturer of the medical gross anatomy course for fifteen years, knew something was amiss, but she couldn’t quite figure it out. She would have to ask Carl, the lab’s mortician, to get to the bottom of it. But Carl knows exactly what is happening in the lab. It’s where he’s disposing his victims.