By Steve Monroe
A slice of underworld lifestyles, '57, Chicago is a fact-based fictional thriller.
The banker's dead—a mob killing with repercussions. Money's tied up. 3 males are on a collision course:
Al. He's a layoff bookie, thinks he can reside as a intermediary among his consumers and the Outfit. His credo: by no means take a position.
The Lip. determined and hazardous, he's a struggle promoter attempting to create the struggle of a lifetime.
The Hammer. a very good black wish. He's a boxer, thrust into an uncomfortable limelight. a possible heavyweight champ, his largest struggle is with himself.
The police officers swarm. The gangsters rage. One evening. One struggle. No method they could all win. The heat's severe, the stakes are excessive and the outcome's most unlikely to foretell. The secret: Who makes it out alive? It's a bloody, savage evening in '57, Chicago.
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Extra resources for '57, Chicago (Chicago, Book 1)
There were no clocks in their hotel rooms, but Felix's mother said she could tell time by the flow of traffic on Eighth Avenue. fried on as though I'd been living there for months. For Christmas Felix had given_ his mother a copy o( Mrs. 'Arris Goes to Paris by- Paul Gallico, and she seemed to 'like the title of the book better than the book itself. After a few beers, she'd begin chanting the title like an incantation. Over and over, drawing it out long and full in her Iowa accent, she'd say, "Felix, honey, I just love that book you gave me for Christmas.
Eddie and I were close friends. Eddie was the kind of guy who would laugh at anything. He would buy an orange popside, eat half of it, and then instead of offering it to me or another friend,. he'd throw the other half in the sand and stamp on it and laugh. Another thing he laughed at~ was cars that got stuck in the sand, particularly those old double•ended Studebakers. He would stand there~ screaming with laughter, pointing at the back tires spinning i~ the sand. naked. lle ·little· punishlll,ent, nothing very big.
Told me never to bring. that Gray boy over again. What's the problem? What did you say fo him? '' Then a week later my mother said to me, "Oh, I saw Chad Oswald at a concert with his mother. rµe gal a real good husband. " Atthe time. I w~ getting straightE's in school. E was for failure, ~nd they wrote it in red. So I was tailing everything. I really wanted to transfer. into the automobile. that. I ended up in the business course, but J didn't do very well the~e either, since my gramma had always c:lon~·all my math homework.