Whiskey Point
Backmatter
Someone is killing Korean War veterans and Detective Jody Brae might know why.
“Gripping. Atmospheric. And hard as nails.” — Colin Campbell, author of Beacon Hill and Snake Pass
Boston, 1966. Of all his regrets, Jody Brae wishes he hadn’t lost touch with Al Russo.
They grew up together in the slums of Boston—enlisted in the Marines and fought side by side in Korea. As boys, they were like brothers. The war changed that.
Now a detective with the Boston Police, Brae has built a quiet life for himself, finding in the woman he loves a sense of stability he never had growing up. But when Russo is found dead, that past comes rushing back. Days later, another body turns up. Then another. All of them veterans. All of them men from Brae’s old platoon.
As the killings mount, Brae uncovers a secret from the war—one someone is willing to kill to keep buried.
And this time, it’s not just his past at risk.
How far will he go to protect the life he’s built… from the life he left behind?
City of Small Kingdoms
Backmatter
In a city plagued by lies, deceit, and corruption, even miracles are not what they seem.
Boston, 1968. On a bitter winter morning, Detective Jody Brae passes an old monastery and sees a crowd gathered in the cold. High in the belfry window, an image has formed in the frost—the Virgin Mary.
For many, it’s a miracle.
For Brae, it’s something else.
He remembers what happened there years ago—something he’s tried to forget. But before he can make sense of it, a young woman is found dead in a dumpster, and the investigation leads him back to the monastery.
As thousands gather in hope and devotion, the city teeters on the edge—fueled by war, unrest, and desperation for something to believe in. Brae and his partner Harrigan push forward, but the deeper they dig, the more the truth slips out of reach.
When the mayor orders the crowd cleared, Brae realizes the miracle may be hiding something far darker.
And if it disappears, so might the only chance to uncover the truth.
The Polish Triangle
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Boston, 1970. The war is raging in Vietnam, and unrest is spreading across American cities.
When a police officer is killed during a bank robbery, the case becomes personal for Detective Jody Brae. The victim was someone he knew—and the FBI agent assigned to the investigation is a childhood friend.
The suspects are identified quickly. The city wants answers. The department wants it closed.
But Brae isn’t convinced.
The evidence is too convenient. The story too clean. And the deeper he digs, the more it begins to unravel.
Pushed aside by his superiors, Brae works the case alone, uncovering a scheme far more brazen than anyone expected—and far more dangerous to expose.
To prove the truth, he must choose between personal loyalty and professional integrity…
Because in Boston, some men don’t just get away with murder—
they make it look like justice.
Love Ain't for Keeping
Backmatter
In the greenest of American cities, the blood of vengeance still runs red.
Boston, 1972. As violence erupts in Northern Ireland, the city prepares for St. Patrick’s Day. The bars are packed. The streets are alive.
Then the bodies start turning up.
In less than two weeks, several young women are found murdered. No names. No records. No one knows who they are—or why they’re here.
Fear spreads quickly. The city whispers about a serial killer.
Detective Jody Brae isn’t so sure.
When a group of men approaches him claiming they know who’s responsible, Brae is forced into a choice he can’t afford to make. Their presence in Boston is no coincidence—and what they’re asking could tie the killings to something far bigger than anyone suspects.
With the city on edge and time running out, Brae must decide who to trust…
before the next body turns up without a name.