The Name of the Game Is Death — Dan J. Marlowe

"Two guys with guts and a go-to-hell-with-you-Jack regard for consequences have about three chances in ten of pulling off a big, well-planned smash-and-grab.  If one of them can shoot like me . . . the odds are a damn sight better."

In the course of his line of business, the man who calls himself Roy Martin has robbed a bank in Phoenix, killed three men, and caught a bullet in his arm.  Safety--and one half of $178,000--awaits him on the other side of the country.  All that separates "Martin" from his destination are two thousand treacherous miles and three lethal temptations:  to trust the wrong friend, to love the right woman, and to start believing that a man like himself can ever be safe.

The Name of the Game is Death combines a narrative as taut as a hangman's rope with chillingly authentic insights into the psychology of casual murder.