Blood City by Douglas Skelton sampler
Meet Davie McCall – not your average henchman. Abused and tormented by his father for fifteen years, there is a darkness in him searching for a way out. Under the wing of Glasgow’s Godfather, Joe ‘the Tailor’ Klein, he flourishes. Joe the Tailor may be a killer, but there are some lines he won’t cross, and Davie agrees with his strict moral code. He doesn’t like drugs. He won’t condone foul language. He abhors violence against women. When the Tailor refuses to be part of Glasgow’s new drug trade, the hits start rolling. It’s every man for himself as the entire criminal underworld turns on itself, and Davie is well and truly caught up in the action. But an attractive young reporter makes him wonder if he can leave his life of crime behind and Davie must learn the hard way that you cannot change what you are. Blood City is a novel set in Glasgow’s underworld at a time when it was undergoing a seismic shift. A tale of violence, corruption and betrayal, loyalties will be tested and friendships torn apart.
Meet Davie McCall – not your average henchman. Abused and tormented by his father for fifteen years, there is a darkness in him searching for a way out. Under the wing of Glasgow’s Godfather, Joe ‘the Tailor’ Klein, he flourishes.
Joe the Tailor may be a killer, but there are some lines he won’t cross, and Davie agrees with his strict moral code. He doesn’t like drugs. He won’t condone foul language. He abhors violence against women. When the Tailor refuses to be part of Glasgow’s new drug trade, the hits start rolling. It’s every man for himself as the entire criminal underworld turns on itself, and Davie is well and truly caught up in the action.
But an attractive young reporter makes him wonder if he can leave his life of crime behind and Davie must learn the hard way that you cannot change what you are. Blood City is a novel set in Glasgow’s underworld at a time when it was undergoing a seismic shift. A tale of violence, corruption and betrayal, loyalties will be tested and friendships torn apart.
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douglas skelton<br />
know what the cold, hard, heart-fuckin-wrenching tragedy of this<br />
is? It’s that she wasnae a bad bit of stuff, the lassie. I mean, if she<br />
was a pig it would be sad, but she’s no pig. That’s the tragedy of<br />
it.’ He bent lower over the corpse, studying her face. ‘How old, do<br />
you think? 17, 18?’<br />
Donovan didn’t answer. What he wanted to say was that she<br />
was too young to die, but he knew it was best to keep his mouth<br />
shut. Jimmy Knight disdained sentiment; it was a feeble show of<br />
weakness. Jimmy Knight didn’t do sentiment and he didn’t do<br />
weakness.<br />
‘Aye, she’s no a bad bit of stuff,’ Knight went on, his gaze crawling<br />
down the girl’s body. ‘Nice set of tits on her, so she has. Good<br />
pair o pins. Wouldnae’ve minded a wee go at her myself.’<br />
‘You’ve got time now, Jimmy, if that’s what you want,’ Donovan<br />
said, a hint of irritation in his voice. ‘They’ll no be here for another<br />
ten minutes or so. I’ll turn away if you want some privacy.’<br />
Knight straightened up and for a second Donovan actually<br />
believed he was considering it. Then he shook his head. ‘Nah,’ he<br />
said, ‘I’ll pass, thanks.’ He turned back to Donovan and sniffed.<br />
‘Don’t want to be guddlin about in another guy’s pond, know what<br />
I mean?’<br />
Donovan looked away, the other man missing the disgust that<br />
flashed across his face. He hated being neighboured with Knight.<br />
God knows Donovan was no prude, but Knight was little more<br />
than an animal. Everyone knew there was a bit of sexual action on<br />
offer to uniforms, but Knight abused the privilege. He didn’t care<br />
if the offer came from a working lass, a suspect or a victim – if it<br />
was up for grabs, he was game. Donovan also had some concerns<br />
over the other man’s honesty, suspecting for some time that Knight<br />
was involved in darker stuff. He was a good cop, though; a cop’s<br />
cop – a cop who brought in the bodies, who notched up the arrests.<br />
Then, as if to underline Donovan’s thoughts, Knight spoke.<br />
‘Boy that did her’s got some marks on him, <strong>by</strong> the looks of it.’<br />
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