The Mike Hammer Collection, Volume 1
I, the Jury, My Gun Is Quick Vengence is Mine
Chapter One
I shook the rain from my hat and walked into the room. Nobody said a word. They stepped back politely and I could feel
their eyes on me. Pat Chambers was standing by the door to the bedroom trying to steady Myrna. The girl's body was
racking with dry sobs. I walked over and put my arms around her.
"Take it easy, kid," I told her. "Come on over here and lie down." I led her to a studio couch that was against the far
wall and sat her down. She was in pretty bad shape. One of the uniformed cops put a pillow down for her and she
stretched out.
Pat motioned me over to him and pointed to the bedroom. "In there, Mike," he said.
In there. The words hit me hard. In there was my best friend lying on the floor dead. The body. Now I could call it
that. Yesterday it was Jack Williams, the guy that shared the same mud bed with me through two years of warfare in the
stinking slime of the jungle. Jack, the guy who said he'd give his right arm for a friend and did when he stopped a
bastard of a Jap from slitting me ... read full excerpt from: The Mike Hammer Collection ebook
