Detective

It's Christmas. 1929. Los Angeles. John Devin, ex-Marine and current PI, sits at his bar stool nursing a whisky and cracked ribs. Then a buddy walks in. Out of the blue. Like fate brought him in. The buddy’s request: keep him alive until he sells a certain diamond. But that diamond leads Devin on a chase through LA that eventually leads to Chinatown and the leader of its underworld, a man with a hidden secret. Sometimes people are brought together for a reason. And sometimes that reason, is to die.

Nothing shocks in 1930s Los Angeles — except five of the most brutal murders the city has ever seen. Five women killed. A city plagued — until Devin enters a world of brutality even he never imagined. Haunted by the shadow of the most brutal chapter of his own life, Devin races to stop the final kill as he wrestles with his past’s never-fulfilled — dark — black — need — for revenge.

It’s 1930s Los Angeles and ex-Marine, and current PI, John Devin tackles his first case — get back millions stolen from Little Jackie Sunshine, America’s famous child star. The problem? Her rancid mother is the one who stole it. All of it. For Devin there’s only one way to go — get it back. Any way possible.

A John Devin, PI Short Story…

Devin is on a fresh case to recover money and bootleg booze belonging to Toots, the owner of Devin’s favorite LA speakeasy. The money and booze found, he gets a little more than he bargains for.

A case within a case, that leads Devin to his new best friend, and the most foreign land in LA — Chinatown.

A mother walks into John Devin, PI’s office with one request - clear her son of a murder he didn’t commit, before he’s executed, the next day. Right. And the murder? Only Liliana McGann, the biggest starlet in Hollywood. Used by everyone who could get a piece of her until someone was finally done - and killed her.

Devin plows through bad cops, organized crime, and the biggest studio in town in a race against the clock, with a guy about to die, to get who actually did it until there’s only one thing sure in the end: Hollywood - will never be the same.

All three books - You get them all: Red is for Blood, Black is for Hate and Gold is for Greed