| EASY RAWLINS |
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| I came home to loud hammering. There were three men on my porch. Two of them were doing the carpentry. Boards had already been laced over the windows; there were bright yellow ribbons of paper across them. Right then the men were driving nails into fresh timbers across my front door."What the fuck you think it is you doin' here?" I shouted. All of the men were white and wore dark suits. When they turned around, I recognized only one of them but that was enough. |
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- A Red Death, 1991
- Walter Mosley
"For devotees of the tough-guy school of crime fiction, southern California style, Walter Mosley and Easy Rawlins get high marks." San Francisco Chronicle | |
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