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TRAIL  OF  VENGEANCE

Precinct Desk Sergeant Henry Robinson of the NYPD peered over the top of wire-rimmed spectacles and fought to contain a smile. A heavy-set black man with a graying afro, Henry had a gruff, almost fierce expression that was often betrayed by a barely discernable twinkle in the corner of his eye. "Well, now, Officer Rossi," he said. "What do we have here?" ............... Read the book reviews here. Click to continue reading the first three pages More reviews - See larger image

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