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A BROKEN MAN DOWN ON HIS LUCK...

Michael Fox is a homeless man living in a garbage dumpster beneath the Carver Street Bridge in Buffalo, NY. He's bitterly depressed and ready to commit suicide; anything to put an end to his miserable existence.

AN OFFER TOO GOOD TO REFUSE...

When a mysterious billionaire surgeon offers Michael two million dollars for his right arm, he thinks his luck might be about to change. ...

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Overview

A BROKEN MAN DOWN ON HIS LUCK...

Michael Fox is a homeless man living in a garbage dumpster beneath the Carver Street Bridge in Buffalo, NY. He's bitterly depressed and ready to commit suicide; anything to put an end to his miserable existence.

AN OFFER TOO GOOD TO REFUSE...

When a mysterious billionaire surgeon offers Michael two million dollars for his right arm, he thinks his luck might be about to change. Little does he know that the surgeon has other plans for him. His arm is only the beginning. Bit by bit other pieces of Michael's body are surgically removed; his natural body stripped away and then reassembled using other harvested parts from thirteen different 'donors'.

A MODERN DAY FRANKENSTEIN...

Now Fox isn't sure if he's a man or a monster, or whether or not he'd be better off dead. One thing he is sure of though, he's not checking out of this world until he finds a way to make the people responsible pay for turning him into the experimental nightmare known as... The Jigsaw Man.

Special Bonus Content: The short story A Simple Matter of Ethics by Gord Rollo

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781480106604
  • Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
  • Publication date: 10/26/2012
  • Pages: 356
  • Sales rank: 385,046
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.79 (d)

Meet the Author

Gord Rollo was born in St. Andrews, Scotland, but now lives in Ontario, Canada. His short stories and novella-length work have appeared in many professional publications throughout the genre and his novels include: The Jigsaw Man, Crimson, Strange Magic, and Valley Of The Scarecrow.
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The Jigsaw Man
By Gord Rollo
Dorchester Publishing
Copyright © 2006 Gord Rollo
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-8439-6012-9



Chapter One Asleep in the gutter, middle of the afternoon, the concrete curb not a very comfortable pillow. I don't actually remember waking up, but I know I lay there for several minutes in the grip of the dragon, shaking like I had Parkinson's, waiting for the pain in my bones to go away before even trying to open my eyes. When I did, it was a mistake, the sunlight burning into my head, setting my drug-saturated brain on fire. My skull felt like it was going to crack wide open. Part of me wished it would.

Why the fuck do I keep doing this to myself? How can I be so weak? So stupid?

Good questions. Not so easy to answer. Everyone on the street has their own dragon, their own personal demon that keeps them in check. What ever it is, it'll make you feel good, sure, let you soar with the eagles for a while, but it's a hell of a fall back to ground level. Dreams were for regular people, not guys like me. Every time I got too cocky, started thinking I might make it out of here back to the real world, the dragon reared up and bit me on the ass again, making damn sure I knew my place.

To each his own, but my dragon's name was Sterno, that stinky blue-flamed fuel people used to warm their hands on ski trips or to caramelize brandy inside those big glasses when they ordered dessert coffees in fancy restaurants. You can buy Sterno easily enough but it's expensive and to be honest, I didn't need to buyit. I broke into cars for mine. It's common knowledge for hardcore street folks, especially the people who've survived long enough to learn what's what up here in the colder climates, that the emergency kits people carry around in the glove box or under their front seat are mini gold mines. They held the kind of things we regularly needed: matches, Band-Aids, aspirins, needle and thread, chocolate, and-surprise-a little container of Sterno fuel, in case you broke down in the snow and needed a little heat to make it through a cold night until help arrived.

You strained it through a slice of bread, which got rid of most of the poisonous shit, then drank the alcohol base that was left. Don't try it; it's horrible tasting, a lot like wood alcohol, but man does it make your problems go away in a hurry.

So I finally dry-heaved my way into a sitting position, reminding myself that it had been a few days since my last meal. I was thirsty. Really thirsty, and like magic this bottle of water appeared in front of my eyes. There's a hand attached to the bottle, and my eyes followed the dark-skinned arm up, surprised to see the only real friend I had left in the world smiling down at me.

Blue J was an all right dude, once you got by his ever-increasing penchant for sniffing glue, and his rather nasty habit of vomiting on himself while sleeping it off.

His name had been Jason when I first met him, a real good-looking guy. Tall, dark piercing eyes, smooth black skin-looked a bit like Wesley Snipes, without the attitude. Unfortunately, life on the street had stolen his good looks. His pretty-boy ebony skin had turned pasty and discolored, for some strange reason turning a shade closer to blue than black. I didn't know if it was all the glue he sniffed or the cheap booze he guzzled, but that was why I changed his name. Whatever I called him, he was a decent guy, bad complexion and all.

"Hey, buddy," he said. "Wanna sip?"

Man, did I. I had this god-awful taste in my mouth, and I could just imagine the foul smell of my breath right now. I grabbed the water and drained the whole bottle in a greedy series of gulps. It wasn't until I was done and handing the bottle back that I noticed my friend wasn't alone. He had a woman with him. Well, more of a girl than a woman, but who was I to judge. She was pretty: dark hair, nice legs, and a big set of cans squeezed into a dress two sizes too small. She was a little dirty and rough-looking around the edges but hey, weren't we all?

"This here's my man, Mike," Blue J said to her.

She nodded, apparently satisfied. I might have asked what her name was but I had a good idea where this was leading so her name wasn't really important. I put a half smile on my face-the best I could do with my head still pounding-and went with the flow.

"What's up, J?" I asked, eyeing the girl's curvy body, quickly moving from one vice to the next as I climbed shakily to my feet.

"Well, unless you got 'portant places to go, this here fine lady say she wanna party with us. Dig?"

I dug.

Blue J wasn't the handsome man he'd once been, and Lord knows I wasn't anyone's definition of a lady-killer, but we still made out all right. Why? Simple: at the start of each month-for as long as they lasted-we had drugs. J received a monthly prescription of Valium, clonazepam, and Haldol as part of his Vets disability. He'd only spent five months over in Desert Storm, but he'd convinced some doctor at the VA hospital he was suffering from depression and combat dementia. He rarely took any of his own drugs, instead saving them to barter for food, booze, and, like today, the ser vices of a young runaway.

Don't read too much into that. J and I weren't bad guys. This was just the way life worked on the street, a business deal for people who had nothing else to offer. Drugs for sex-where was the harm in that?

"I'm in," I said. "Lead the way."

Blue J winked at me, dug in his pocket to hand each of us a blue pill. The girl and I dry-swallowed the pills without even asking what they were, then she marched off down the sidewalk. J and I hurried to keep pace.

She took us several blocks uptown, then veered into an alleyway between a Chinese restaurant and a Bank of America. She was living beneath a rusty, metal staircase that led to the second floor of the restaurant. Somewhere she'd found a big green tarp and had strung it under the stairs to make a fairly effective roof. The tarp draped down near the ground, giving her shelter from the elements and, more importantly, us a small degree of privacy.

Inside, J and I went right to work, getting her out of her gear in a hurry. None of us were expecting romance, and foreplay just wasn't happening when three drugged-up losers were huddled inside a four-by-ten-foot shelter. I was getting ready to do my thing when J blew the whole deal.

"What's your name again, sugar doll?" he asked.

"Arlene," she smiled, her eyes already glassing over from what ever it was J had given her.

Oh shit.

... rain pouring down as I run, tears just as heavy flooding from my eyes, stumbling blind past the dark buildings and parked cars until I spot the flashing lights of the police cars and ambulance. I run harder, panic and desperation the only things keeping me on my feet. Then I'm there among the twisted metal, policemen pushing me around until I can stammer out who I am. Their attitude changes then, but all I notice is the upside-down car, and the diluted puddles of crimson staining the pavement below the driver-side door ...

That was it for me. My hard-on did a nosedive, and I made a dash for the alleyway, throwing up my stomach-full of water with my jeans around my ankles. Blue J poked his head out of the tarp to see what was wrong but I waved him away, pulled up my pants, and bolted for the street.

Arlene was my daughter's name. Is her name, I should say. She survived the crash that killed my wife and son that awful night, but not her old man's stupidity in the months and years to come. Good thing my sister-in-law Gloria was good enough to take care of her when I couldn't. I haven't seen Arlene in nearly three years. I wanted to, of course, but by the time my head had straightened enough to know what was important in life, she refused to see me. Can't say I blame her.

Arlene'll be seventeen now, a young woman all set to head to college next fall. She's probably-

Probably a lot like the young girl you just left stoned on her back with Blue J. You're a real fuckin' hero, Mike. Father-of-the-year candidate, once again.

"Shut up!" I screamed out loud, causing several nearby pedestrians to take a wide path around me.

One thing crazy people in the city never had was a lack of elbow room. Was I crazy, though?

Truly crazy?

I dropped to my knees on the sidewalk, sobbing uncontrollably, on one hand ignoring the question, but then again, perhaps answering it all in the same motion. Who knows? Who cares?

I was so sick of living like this.

I just wanted to end the suffering. Mine, Arlene's ... everybody's. From my knees I eyed up the traffic roaring by on the street beside me. It would be so easy to just get up and stumble out in front of-

Stop, I scolded myself. You know that's not the way it should go down.

True.

I had a better plan.

For months I've been thinking about it, setting things up, ironing out the kinks. Now all it took was having the balls to go through with it. I could do it, though. No worries there. It had nothing to do with me anyway. It was all for Arlene. I'd destroyed any chance of a life we might have had together, but if I could pull my shit together one last time, I could maybe give her a start on the life she deserved. The life I'd selfishly stolen away.

Do it then. No more bullshit. For once in your pitiful life do the right thing.

Climbing to my feet, tears dried up and long gone, I stood still, eyes closed, thinking about Arlene while I swayed to the music of the city. I was in no hurry and didn't give a shit if I was blocking people's way.

Tomorrow, I decided.

I still had a letter to write and a package to drop in the mail, but tomorrow afternoon would be perfect. I could have pulled it off to night but screw it; to night I was going out to get rip-roaring drunk.

Why the hell wouldn't I?

(Continues...)



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  • Posted February 19, 2014

    This is a new take on an old story. Frankenstein. Very gross and

    This is a new take on an old story. Frankenstein. Very gross and creepy book. A good page turner with plenty of action. Bit of an abrupt ending but good.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 6, 2008

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    A MUST READ for those who enjoy the twisted!!!

    This will grab you and not let go!!! intense from beginning to end.I have passed this book on to my grandmother and she is very excited. i read this book in one day-which is quite and accomplishment with a 2 year old and a hungry husband..LOL I couldnt put it down. Can wait to hear others comments!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 13, 2014

    Interesting subject matter...

    I found the actual subject itself very interesting. However, towards the end, I felt it turned more into an action, chase story (which isn't my personal favorite).

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  • Posted July 16, 2014

    When it comes down to it, Jigsaw Man is simply a story about fea

    When it comes down to it, Jigsaw Man is simply a story about fear, cowardice, and overcoming them to dispense revenge. That will assault your emotions with it’s heart wrenching cruelty and explicit goriness. Gord Rollo was able to capture my full attention and toss my mind around until I thought I couldn’t take any more and start all over again.

    This is a story about a coward named Michael Fox. To me he is a coward because he has let various fears turn his life upside down only to end up as a nameless homeless name. He is unwilling to face his fear that it was his fault his family died. He cannot face is surviving daughter based on the fear the she blames him for their death. All of this fear leads him to do what many do in these situations, drink and drink heavily, use any substance available to flatten or diminish these emotions from coming to the surface.

    Soon he has taken all he can from his self inflicted inner turmoil and decides to end it all. Right before he could accomplish this he is approached by a mysterious stranger. Who offers him two million ($2,000,000) dollars for his right arm. Being a left handed person Mike thought this sounded like a perfect opportunity to turn his life around and to provide for his daughter.

    Up until this point the book was disturbing yes but compared to what’s left it was very tame.

    Mike soon finds that he is not the only one to be recruited for body parts, others are selling their left arm and both legs. Leading him to believe that there is more going on than meets the eye. I cannot divulge too much more without giving critical information away.

    Jigsaw Man might be the horror novel that for whatever reason you pass by. Don’t let this happen to you. I would have never guessed that I was going to like this adventure a into truly sick and twisted disturbingly refreshing modern reinventing of the old classic Frankenstein’s Monster. That made my soul feel dirty and awkward for enjoying such a brutal and unsettling tale.

    Michael Ray Davis doesn’t have the type of voice you would expect from and audio performer. Not at all a polished commanding voice. But a very unique deep gravely “redneck” type voice. Which happens to lend itself very well to a man that drinks Sterno and has had a very hard life.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 18, 2013

    Awesome, great read!!

    Super creepy, keeps you reading! Def recomend it

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 4, 2013

    Never read it

    Never read it

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 3, 2013

    exciting and thrilling page turner

    This book gtabs your attention from the first page and doesn't let go. Even at the end you are left wanting more. I read this book in a day.

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  • Posted November 19, 2011

    Rollo Rocks!

    This book is awesome. Rollo ROCKS!!

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  • Posted June 2, 2011

    SAW-worthy!!

    I wish this had been made into a movie. If it was i think the saw directors would reap the carnal pleasures.. gory and disparaging, rollo makes u feel like ur taking every ominous step with unfortunate michael fox. I have read this book countless times and, like the saw series, i contimue to be amazed. As a horror fan, this is the closest thing u can get for books being better than any movies. Hard core horror and gore lovers should really hop on the carver street bridge train and read this book. It is the definition of a guy that 'gets out of the fryimg pan, into the fire,' then right into hell.

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  • Posted May 18, 2011

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    TBR reviewer: B.H

    This book shocked me. That's saying something. The sheer brutality of what this doctor did. He didn't just take his legs but other body parts. I could hardly put this book down, the pace is well done but the imagination alone was enough to keep me on the edge of my seat. The poor guy gets so much surgery, so many limbs hacked off and EVEN MORE taken from him. (Being stuck in that tank is a nightmare in itself.)

    Then comes the doctor and his head of security, Drake. What pieces of work these two are. I was constantly routing for a bus or train or something to slam into these two and splatter them. Not only are they behind this castle of horrors but the son that he's trying to save is being sexually abused by these two. Let me tell you, when that seen came around my mouth hung open.

    Yes, it's gory, hell yes it's horror but it's more than that. It's a thrill ride, it's a horrific adventure that I couldn't imagine going through. I wonder if the author had some nightmares while writing this.

    The end was bittersweet to me. When you finally make it through that hell and read the last few pages let me know what you think. I found it satisfying but unbelievable gloomy. Either way this book is one to read, preferable with all the windows locked and a knife by the bed.

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  • Posted June 20, 2010

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    GREAT JIGSAW "PUZZLE"

    This is a really good book ! I have read all 3 of Gord Rollo's ebooks and this one to me was the best. It was scary and thrilling. With the break throughs on medical science, who knows, this could possibly happen in the years to come and that made the book all the more scary. Love Rollo's way of writing. Hope he has more ebooks in the future. I'll definitely be reading them !

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  • Posted January 26, 2009

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    One of the best horror novels ever written

    I was blown away by this book. Absolutely in my top three horror books of the last several years. I am really looking forward to future releases from Mr. Gord Rollo. A job well done sir!

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  • Posted October 28, 2008

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    He will take your arms and other parts too...,

    Oh man, what a fun romp through madness, surgeries and mayhem! For those who like the physical horror with blood, gore and all that icky stuff then this will send a few shivers down the spine. Even though this was Rollo's first mass market novel his writing was a smooth flow of ghastly delights as the story engulfed me and demanded to be finished between Saturday night and Sunday morning, nothing else would tear me away and I had a blast reading it. <BR/><BR/>I don't know if it was the fact that I used to go wild for medical thrillers and while growing up I would devour Robin Cook's books only to stop for a rare breather and read some solid horror but this book reminded me of all the great nail gripping times I sat in my dad's library and read those medical thrillers. This of course goes even deeper than most stories that Cook wrote, adding extra spice with some whacky bad guys and some gut wrenching and chillingly disturbing unpleasant medical scenarios. I certainly enjoyed the mad doctor on a rampage through people and their bodies, on a quest to complete an insane medical act. What that act is I cannot tell, one must read the book to find out, but I promise that the story starts rolling and there is no getting of, this baby was great! <BR/><BR/>The hero is flawed but not lacking a shiny golden heart deep within himself. Michael Fox has more of a Hamlet complex, the inability to act in time! Well that certainly has its up and downs through the book but when a homeless man ready to commit suicide gets stopped with people who have power and money he has no idea that the blissful prosperity with a heavy price isn't as pure as it seems. Ready for death yet without the slightest idea of what waits at a hidden castle deep in the woods where surgery is daily bread for the mad man who runs it, Michael discovers that not all that was told is true, at least not for his benefit. <BR/><BR/>This starts off as an intense ride and the story only gets more and more desperate and absolutely horrific for Michael, there are no easy hero choices here, this book has some teeth and books such as this one remind me how much more fun they are than TV, great job Mr. Rollo, you made me forget the remote exist, even if only for two days. <BR/><BR/>- Kasia S.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 8, 2008

    I do recommend this book to read

    I just finished to read this book. It is ok for Gord Rollo beign his first book. I would say that 'exagerates' very much about new medical procedures. But it is interesting, and good read for the weekend. I had read also an excertp of his new comming book 'Crimson' - this one is more promesing that the first one, the author is getting better... actually, it is very creepy book, bloody, savage, it is going to be a good horror - I can't hardly wait until 2009!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 15, 2008

    Absolutely ridiculous

    This has got to be, hands down, the most disturbing book I have ever read. It grabbed my interest from page 1 and still has not let up. I was in bed last night literally freaking out because this book is so disturbing. At one point I started to laugh because it went from believable to absolutely ridiculous in one page. It's terrifying and the way this book pulled me in, made me feel as if the same thing were happening in my life or that it possibly could happen, blew my mind. I'm still tweaking out. Read it.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    This is an exciting thriller sort of like Dr. Frankenstein in the Twilight Zone

    On the verge of committing suicide, Michael Fox is stopped by a stranger who does not care less if he kills himself. However, he does offer Michael two million dollars for his right arm. Stunned, Michael agrees to give up his arm for cold cash on the line.------------------ The surgeon takes Michael to a secretive operating room. Meanwhile Michael begins to have doubts whether the money is worth his limb. As he reconsiders his agreement, Michael quickly realizes two disturbing facts. He is not the only ¿donor¿ and his host has plans to remove other body parts as needed from any of these fools. Michael demands release from the contract but the surgeon locks him away as the only way out is as a corpse.------------------ This is an exciting thriller sort of like Dr. Frankenstein in the Twilight Zone. The story line is fast-paved with a steady level of tension that never soars very high although some graphic surgical scenes will take readers out of their comfort zone. Michael is the key as the audience will wonder whether he has the will to live as the surgeon selected him because he was about to kill himself the prerequisite for a position with the surgeon. Gord Rollo writes an engaging cautionary tale that questions the sources of the harvesting of body parts.------------ Harriet Klausner

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