Liquid Absolution

Rowan Walsh lay dead. Big and dead. My new boss. My former employee, and now my partner. Surprisingly little blood. God, we'd seen blood. But no more Liquid Absolution for Rowan. We would find one of his murderers, but no, maybe there were two. Two murderers? Grab your shot glass. You may need Liquid Absolution, too.

Tracking crime is a thankless job. There is, however, a reward: justice. Too frequently, the justice arrives and departs as fast as the crime, each with a hideous expense. Brill...