Happy Hour and other Philadelphia cruelties.
A young grifter steals an overcoat. As he discovers forty-thousand dollars in its inside pocket, the coat’s owners come after him.
The action never stops as his pursuers seem to be both ahead and behind him at all times, killing and destroying everything in their wake to catch up with their money and the young thief.
Happy Hour is as breathless as writing can be. Knighton’s debut novella is accompanied by a selection of short stories that can run with the best of American
Noir literature. It’s cold out there, folks.