Yeah, I must be out of mind, pursuing P.I. fiction. All that dead genre nonsense, the giants who have walked before, and yaddah, yaddah, yaddah.But I can't help myself. I've kicked open a box and I can't close the lid, at least not yet. The genre has kind of grown on me, probably for worse, maybe for better.
Anyhoo, Charlie Byrne is back in Atlantic City today, grinding away at the job. Take a look.