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When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. After Wulff killed Carlin in Mexico City and watched his dynamited house burn down, he decided he deserved a rest. He knew that his work wasn’t nearly over. But a lot of the top men were down . . . bullet-riddled, blown up or cremated, and the organization was beginning to feel the effect. Wulff could relax . . . a day or two at least. What he didn’t know was that little vacation in Mexico city would touch off the most violent, far-ranging hunt of his life, a Killing Run that would take him across two countries, his mad fury for vengeance almost consuming him as well.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. The warpath of Burt Wulff had begun in New York City, taken him cross-country to San Francisco, then in an ever-increasing ring of fire and brutal vengeance to Cuba, Peru and back to the USA for a killing run across the entire nation. But now Wulff’s string was finally running out. Both the syndicate and the official police were gunning The Lone Wolf—and now it was just a matter of time . . .
Los Angeles Holocaust: Mike Barry When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. Los Angeles was not a place but a mental state, the mental state of a severely deranged person. Wulff hated it. Los Angeles and New York were nominally both American cities but while New York was a great, steaming, dying beast, Los Angeles was merely vapor. Wulff was marked, but he was marked for Calabrese. He was Calabrese’s game, Wulff, was, Wulff and his two million dollar cargo. Wulff was scheduled for killing, and it might as well happen in this cheap rooming house for unemployed actors in this suburb in a city that was all suburbs at the ragged-ass end of the continent …
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. To the Commissioner: Burt Wulff, a former member of this department, began his campaign to destroy the international drug trade in New York. Traveling then to San Francisco, back across the country to Boston and back yet again to Las Vegas - all within a period of less than four weeks - he seems to have been solely responsible for the deaths of several hundred operatives involved at all levels of the national and international drug trade. At least three of them were at the highest perceptible levels. In San Francisco Bay, fire aboard and subsequent sinking of a large freighter; the destruction of a townhouse in NYC and a row of residences in Boston; the gutting of the Paradise Hotel, a major resort and gambling center in Las Vegas; all seem to be Wulff’s work. He is apparently marked for execution at all levels of the network and despite the success of his shock tactics, cannot go on much longer.
The Mystery Fancier, Volume 1 Number 5, September 1977, contains: "Piercing the Closed Circle: The Technique of Point of View in Works by P. D. James," by Jane S. Bakerman, "Fear and Loathing With the Lone Wolf," by George Kelley, "The Avon Classic Crime Collection," by Jeff Meyerson, and "The Nero Wolfe Saga, Part III," by Guy M. Townsend.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. There was nothing you could do, the policeman thought. You just had to seal off your mind. Unless you were that crazy bastard Wulff. He thought for a moment of his ex-partner, ex-cop, ex-combat soldier, ex-narco, who was going to clean up the international drug trade singlehandedly and on the street. Wulff was crazy, he thought that you could really make a difference. The policeman could have laughed but then he thought of what Wulff had accomplished in just a couple of months of single-handed action and he was not so sure. Moving out on his own he had done more damage than a hundred agencies in twenty years. The policeman was still busy with these reflections when the knife entered him, between two ribs, neatly and almost painlessly at first.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. Memo to; Chief, NYPD RE: Burt Wulff In New York City he was able to kill at least ten people, three of them at high levels in East Coast drug distribution network. In one case, he blew up a three story townhouse on the east side of Manhattan . . . Subject then proceeded to San Francisco; there is considerable newspaper evidence as to some of his acts there. In a major dock fire a freighter was destroyed and 50 to 60 people were killed, including several law-enforcement personnel. (It is strongly indicated, however, that Wulff considers himself to be aiding the authorities.) According to unreliable sources who cannot be identified, subject saved $250,000 worth of heroin from the ship fire and is now heading with it toward Boston, using it as ''bait'' to move the ever higher levels of responsibility for the traffic. End report.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. Burt Wulff was the target, and the way to Wulff was through an old friend named Tamara. Calabrese’s men came for her in broad daylight, abducted her from her home and shot her full of drugs so that she didn’t know a thing until she woke up in Miami. Miami - famous resort town, place in the sun and all that - but not now, not for Tamara and not for Wulff. The trouble was that Wulff was dead set against heroin, and went around breaking up the neat little trade routes that drug runners had set up around the globe. Now Calabrese decided he’d had enough of Wulff. Now he had Tamara, the bait by which to lure Wulff to Miami. In the shadow of those fine hotels and fancy shops, there was something going on along surfside. And that something was called murder.
When a wolf leaves the pack, he lives only as long as he can kill by himself quicker and surer than any pack he runs up against. Meet a man beyond either forgiveness or vengeance. Meet the Man they Call The Lone Wolf. Better meet him now. The way he lives, he can’t live much longer. Now Calabrese the Kingpin was dead . . . Tamara was dead . . . and the world faced him like a burnt-out fuse. But the war was not over - it could never be over for Wulff. Calabrese’s henchmen were after him, the taste of bloody vendetta in their mouths, their guns aimed an poised to shoot. So Wulff fled to his home turf, holed up in a filthy rooming house on the upper West Side of New York, and began the battle against two fronts - the dog soldiers of the Mob set on bringing his head home as a bounty, and the drug-crazed junkies struggling to feed their habits.