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Vintage is a collection of three stories each with crime, mystery and thrill bundled into it.
The first is HE CAME TO MEET HIS DEATH, about newspaperman who got in trouble with his boss. He was sent to a gangster town where he gets killed brutally. The second is THE MAFIOSO'S DAUGHTER, an excerpt from the diary a safe breaker who had offended the mafia and is on the run. Just when he thinks he has found a hiding place, the mafia finds him and he is on the run again. The third, HOW HE DIED, about a rich Italian that wanted to shoot a gun to mark his sixtieth brithday. He and all his invitees were found dead.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJake Tony
Release dateDec 28, 2015
ISBN9781311459060
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Jake Tony

I find crime writing interesting.

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    Vintage - Jake Tony

    Jake Tony

    Vintage

    (A compilation of short stories by the author)

    HE CAME TO MEET HIS DEATH

    The Newspaperman story

    I

    The taxi cruised down the streets. The town looked worn out and dilapidated, as though it would collapse at any time. The inhabitants of the town stared at the taxi, as though it were something interesting. A few even stopped walking to get a good look.

    Jake owns this town, and he rules it tight. Nothing ever happens here without him knowing, with his mob all over the place. the driver said, briefly looking back at his strange looking passenger.

    The passenger, for a moment allowed his eyes to stray to the driver. He nodded, shrugged and then went back to looking out the window. Some man, the driver thought, pouting his mouth and humming lightly, in a barely audible manner.

    So what's your name? The driver asked.

    Ken.

    So much for an answer, the driver thought again as he raised his head to look at the man sitting behind him through the mirror. He was wearing some faded looking jeans with a crumpled shirt and had an athletic build. He carried a small rucksack which he kept on his lap. For someone coming to these parts, he was quiet, very quiet.

    Suddenly, Ken sprang forward looking through the windshield, at front of the car, the driver also slowing down. Just ahead of them, beside the street was a though, dirty and evil-looking mob standing in a semi-circle. They held clubs and knives and had two men (tied) lying on the ground. A kid stepped out from the mob and approached one of the men on the ground. The one being approached shrieked with fear and tried to move away. As the kid got to him, Ken noticed the kid was holding a large butcher knife. He immediately felt sick. A little distance away from the mob, Ken noticed a man dressed in a black coat, sitting on a bench and smoking a cigarette, with a pistol some distance away on the bench.

    With dexterity, the kid raised and slashed the knife across the man's face, cutting through his nose. A loud murmur spread through the mob and a few passers-by stopped to watch. The man let out a blood curling scream and squirmed violently on the ground, as blood freely flooded wherever his face touched. The kid raised the knife again and slashed from behind cutting across t his nape. A dirty-looking little girl, who had been watching, went on her knees and began to throwing up into the gutter beside her, crying. The man got up and began running aimlessly, his once tied hands covering his bleeding face. The mob suddenly went excited as two others went after him and clubbed him several times, till he lay still.

    The kid then turned to the second man.

    I beg you in God's name. Don't do this to me., He was shaking. The kid smirked evilly as he drew up closer.

    For God's sake, they've killed him! Ken almost screamed at the driver.

    Yeah, that's Jake's mob. They do what they like. Look, there are no rules here. Jake owns-

    Be quiet! Ken said, searching inside his rucksack.

    The driver turned around quickly.

    Mister please do not do anything foolish. They will not spare you! You will die!

    Ignoring him, Ken opened the door and got out. The driver also got out. He had turned completely white, his mouth hanging open.

    "Mister, get

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