Sammy G.

On September 16, 1920, a massive bomb exploded on Wall Street. Thirty people died. Over two hundred were injured. It was the worst act of domestic terrorism until the bombing in Oklahoma City in 1995. Dr. Tabitha Stanković and her driver, Sergeant Johan Klassen, had driven past the wagon loaded with dynamite only seconds before. They raced back to try to save the lives of the wounded. She had learned the Science of Deduction from Sherlock Holmes. He had spent four years in the trenches of World War One. Together, they are plunged into the underworld of anarchy, criminal mobs, and high ...

Normally, I was more of a cat person. As in, if I had to choose who lives, I'm going to take the cat nine times out of 10. It's not that I particularly like cats, I just don't particularly like most people. My neighbor wasn't most people. He lived in the apartment across the hall, and he was your typical, buttoned-up, fancy shoes, smells like a Calvin Klein commercial, looks like he actually flosses kind of guy. I mean, seriously? Wasn't flossing just made up by dentists so they could go on their little power trips once every six months?