The Kingdom of Killain
that’s the Duarte, a big-city hotel at the crossroads of the world.
The grifters, tough lads, girls on the makeall learn to stay away from Hotel Duarte because Johnny Killain’s in charge there. That’s his turfa flick of his fist makes broken guys and dolls.
So Johnny patrolled the dark corridors in peaceuntil the night he rounded a bend and looked murder square in the eye.
The blonde lay on the bed in 609, her face a puffed, blue, strangled horror. Her name was Ellen Killain, and she was Johnny’s ex-wife. His still beloved ex-wife.
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