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- Author: Clyde Westover
- Publisher: Left of Brain Books
- ISBN-10: 139632156X
- ISBN-13: 9781396321566
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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This is a journey into the Chinese mafia of 20th century San Francisco. It's a story of dangerous trade, forbidden love, and shocking murder.
As you read into the plot, the line between good and evil becomes ever so faint. It's difficult not to empathize with supposed criminals as you see things from their perspective, as you dive into their complicated motives and mixed feelings.
From the first dangerous chase, to the final deadly chapter, this book will captivate and thrill you.
"If he fled with clean hands he would be branded a coward, his memory would be reviled, his brothers would call down the curse of his ancestors upon him through the ages and his soul would never be purged of torment- torment eternal."
"He turned him over his back, tore open his blouse, and laid his ear close to his bosom. A half minute passed, then he rose. Dead as a mackerel."
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- Author: Clyde Westover
- Publisher: Left of Brain Books
- ISBN-10: 139632156X
- ISBN-13: 9781396321566
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
This is a journey into the Chinese mafia of 20th century San Francisco. It's a story of dangerous trade, forbidden love, and shocking murder.
As you read into the plot, the line between good and evil becomes ever so faint. It's difficult not to empathize with supposed criminals as you see things from their perspective, as you dive into their complicated motives and mixed feelings.
From the first dangerous chase, to the final deadly chapter, this book will captivate and thrill you.
"If he fled with clean hands he would be branded a coward, his memory would be reviled, his brothers would call down the curse of his ancestors upon him through the ages and his soul would never be purged of torment- torment eternal."
"He turned him over his back, tore open his blouse, and laid his ear close to his bosom. A half minute passed, then he rose. Dead as a mackerel."
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