tom leins

“I need you to find a man for me.” Sharon Marwood is a 50-something blonde…

The pub is full of aging hard men, all nursing unfinished pints and festering grudges.…

Terry Waxman is smoking with suicidal intensity when he opens the door – dark stains…

Do you know how many times you need to bounce a man’s skull off a…

Midnight. The Slop Shop. The woman onstage looks around 60. She is wearing purple sequinned…

I wake up with a boot across my throat and a gun barrel wedged in…

I’m standing outside a sea-front biker bar called the Burning Wheel picking at a tray…

The air smells of blood and burnt flesh. The woman is sprawled across a frayed…

Old age had blurred Sol Horror into a walking ghost. He had made a living…