Me Hood! — Mickey Spillane

Me, Hood! You, corpse! The bodies were piling up like basketball points, but the name of this game was Mafia Murder. Then some smart cop got the idea to con the coolest hood in New York onto the Department payroll and send him out to do his own violent thing in the name of law and order. The bait: ten grand, a beautiful bitch begging to be tamed--and a license to bag all the corpses he can shoot. . .
Here's a vintage Spillane pulseracer--brutal, sexy, unbeatable.