“Their encounter had formed a strange chemical bond. Mitch, a hardened ruffian, had opened up the prison of his soul to her. And Kika, who led a bitterly puritanical existence, had started to make love to him on her sofa.” LoveRomancePassionFictionCrimeDramaNoirMystery SuspenseIrish Book:Ruthless Shadow Source: Ruthless Shadow
“His deadpan expression turned bitter with a curl of his lip. “Save your sermon for some other sap. Nobody shares money—not even dead people. Why do you think they invented wills and trust funds?” FictionMysteryCrimeDramaNoirIrish1940s Book:Ruthless Shadow Source: Ruthless Shadow
“Gory frontline memories from war in the Philippines returned to Mitch as he submerged himself in the brush. He sunk deep into the leaves and mud, and stayed there. He remembered scenes from the jungle. The tremors of falling bombs. The smell of smoke.” FictionCrimeWwiiNoir1940sPostwar Book:Ruthless Shadow Source: Ruthless Shadow