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    The Hitman's Revenge: A Dexter Nash Novella, #2
    The Hitman's Revenge: A Dexter Nash Novella, #2
    The Hitman's Revenge: A Dexter Nash Novella, #2
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    The Hitman's Revenge: A Dexter Nash Novella, #2

    By Bob Moats

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    Dexter Nash was a hitman. He murdered for money and it was a business to him. Nothing personal. Dex was given a job to do a hit on a state senator and in his research he met a woman who had an incriminating video of the senator in bed with two women. The woman wanted to blackmail the senator so she would have the cash to move away from the state. Unfortunately, she was murdered, which didn’t make Dex very happy. Now he had to shoot the senator and go after the men who killed the woman. More twists and turns as Dex has been outed as the shooter and is on the run from the Feds and police. They also find two more prominent politicians were in the video. Will they help Dex to follow through with his revenge? Along with a fellow hitman, Wallace, they both work to clear Dex and get revenge on the woman’s killers.
     This book is a novella, shorter than a novel, but longer than a short story. It’s a quick read on a late night. 
     

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBob Moats
    Release dateJan 27, 2017
    ISBN9781386319344
    The Hitman's Revenge: A Dexter Nash Novella, #2
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    Bob Moats

    Detroit area resident, Bob Moats, has been writing short stories and plays for as long as he can remember. He has lost most of his original stories, typed or handwritten, in the numerous moves he has made from his hometown of Fraser, Michigan to Northern Michigan, to Las Vegas and back to Fraser, where he now lives. Moats became one of the causalities of unemployment a year ago, and had time on his hands to finally pursue a life long dream of writing a full blown crime novel. Thus was born the first book, "Classmate Murders".What followed was a series of seven books starting with "The Classmate Murders" which introduces the main character, Jim Richards, who has to admit he has become a senior citizen, reluctantly. Richards, one day, receives an email from a childhood sweetheart asking for his help, but by the time he reaches her, she has been murdered. His life turns around and he is pulled into numerous murders of women from his high school who he hasn't seen in forty years. Along with a friend of his, Buck, a big, mustached biker, they go off to track down the killer before he can get to one former classmate, Penny Wickens, a TV talk show host who Jim has just fallen for while protecting her. The killer is also murdering the women right out from under police protection, driving homicide detective Will Trapper crazy, and he slowly depends on Jim to help. There's humor, suspense, wild chases across suburban Detroit with cops, classic cars and motorcycle clubs; murder, mayhem, a good amount of romance and a twist ending.Jim and his crime fighters, continue in the other books, traveling to Las Vegas twice, back to Detroit and out to New York to solve murders involving dominatrix; mistresses; Bridezillas; magic and strip clubs.Book titles: Classmate Murders; Vegas Showgirl Murders; Dominatrix Murders; Mistress Murders; Bridezilla Murders; Magic Murders; Strip Club Murders and Made-for-TV Murders.

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      The Hitman's Revenge - Bob Moats

      The Hitman’s Revenge

      By Bob Moats

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      Copyright © 2017 by Bob Moats.

      All rights reserved.

      Rev. 012617-2130

      This book is licensed for your personal use only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other persons. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

      This is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

      For information and address:

      Magic 1 Productions

      P.O. Box 524, Fraser MI 48026-0524

      Website: http://murdernovels.com

      Cover design by Bob Moats

      Stock photo from Fotosearch.com

      Extra special thanks to:

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      To Susan Haughton, for editing my chapters.

      To the proof readers, Cindy Valstad, and Al Norris for proofing the final copy and hopefully catching all those annoying little errors that slip through.

      To my ARC/Beta readers Maggie Stewart-Grant, Sally Berneathy, Pamela Malone-O’brien, and Cindy Valstad for their opinions and reviews.

      Thank you to all the people who purchased this book. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it for my faithful readers.

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      The Bob Moats Family of Readers is listed in the back of the book.

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      Chapter 1

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      Being a hitman isn’t the most glamorous occupation. I couldn’t bring up my job in casual conversations like an accountant or a president of a bank could. I was kept busy and it was a secure, well-paying job, as long as I didn’t get caught. A prison term wasn’t for me, so I avoided getting caught.

      I moved around the aisles of the warehouse looking for my next quarry. I had been hired to find a man who was a pedophile, but the law hadn’t been able to convict him. Seems he was able to get off on some technicality. Improper search of his home and computers or forgetting to Mirandize him. Crap like that because of clever lawyers. I hated lawyers almost more than pedophiles.

      I was hired by the father of a boy whom this monster sodomized and nearly murdered. The father caught the man before he could finish the boy, but was stopped short of killing the man by a few other people. The father was almost arrested for assault but the cops let him go after it was determined what had happened. The cops nearly beat the pedophile senseless and in their haste didn’t give him the Miranda. I often thought it was a stupid law, mainly because it kept a number of bad people from being convicted when it was missed.

      I knew this hit could be determined as being done by a vigilante. I was taking care of what the law couldn’t do. Most of my hits were minor, a cheating spouse, an embezzling business man, an ex-mobster who made off with mob funds. My biggest hit was a drug czar of a small South American country. That was my crowning achievement although it almost started a civil war.

      I saw my prey through the racks of metal car parts stacked high and he was busy moving fenders. I looked up and saw that the pile next to him was precariously stacked and could be pushed over easy enough. I looked around and didn’t see anyone in the area.

      I could have just shot him and collected my bounty, but I had a flair for the dramatic. I always carefully planned my hits to look like accidents. I never left a victim looking like it was a hit.

      My pedophile moved a fender to put up in a rack and had his back to me. He was centered on the stack of car doors as I pushed hard enough to get the mountain of metal moving. There was a cracking and screeching of metal as the doors started their arc towards the man. He turned back and gave a look of terror as the parts buried him in tons of steel.

      I ran around, acting like a concerned worker knowing the noise would bring others. We started to move the pile off him and finally got to his body. Someone checked him and said he was dead. Poor pedophile, I thought. As everyone was busy moving car doors around, I quickly snapped a picture with my phone’s camera for proof.

      I turned away, went to the exit and out. I got into my BMW and drove out of the parking lot. I was never concerned about murdering people, I killed only those who deserved it. Yeah, I circumvented the law, but the law was so bogged down in procedure, it was hard to get a conviction. Besides, most of my victims weren’t people who would be arrested by the law if the client who hired me didn’t turn them in. Usually the client was covering his own ass and getting rid of his problem was a priority.

      I drove to my condo in the Northeast side of Detroit and parked in my assigned space. I entered my apartment and checked the security panel. No intruders today. I changed out of my work clothes and into a pair of slacks and a wool shirt. It was still cold out and I needed the extra warmth. I opened the fridge and checked out what food I didn’t have. Unfortunately, a trip to the grocery store was in order. I picked up the pad of paper on my kitchen counter and wrote down the items I would need.

      I knew I had to go visit Gary Itzak, the man who sets up most of my hits, and collect my bounty from him. He hung out at my favorite dive bar, the Lazy Ace, most afternoons, so I probably would find him. I put the grocery list in my pocket and went back out to my car, after re-setting the alarms.

      I drove to the Lazy Ace and parked. I entered and let my eyes adjust to the low lighting. They kept it that way to make it difficult to see a person who wanted to remain anonymous. I went to the bar and Mick, my favorite bartender, came over.

      Hey, Dex, how’s tricks?

      "Don’t know, I

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