Now that finals for Spanish are over and School’s out for the summer, I’m able to get back to what I really want to do: dive back into the seedy underbelly of 80’s New York City.
Harry DeMarko and Toni Bennett are fresh off their last case and already in over their heads. A woman hires the pair to solve the murder of her father. Eight men are gunned down in broad daylight at a known gangland hangout. Someone wanted them dead. A Mob hit, textbook open and shut. Except that someone believes differently. Seven of the men killed are Mob soldiers- and one of them is a highly-respected priest. The priest’s daughter is positive her father wasn’t a criminal, but neither did he have any earthly reason for being at the cafe that morning.
Someone’s muscling in on a Times Square porn studio, and Harry and Toni are tapped by an acquaintance to get to the bottom of it before any more girls are hurt.
Dahli’s corner grocery store is being used as a front for crack distribution. In Harry’s neighborhood, this is a blatant slap in the face. Everyone knows NO ONE deals in Harry’s turf. The owner comes to Harry as a favor. His nephew is somehow involved- and is in America illegally.
First the lights and heat and then the phone and water. Someone’s playing pranks on the pair of detectives from Elizabeth Street. What starts as a minor annoyance blossoms into a full assault on their lives as a midnight search warrant for heroin interrupts the pair’s sleep.
And that’s just the beginning.
So far I’m 50% complete on the Writing phase.