The Violent Hours

It was half past murder by Webb Grayburn's watch — and time to see how much of a man he was. It began with the first body in the darkened movie balcony, the body Webb found with its head crushed in by the butt of a Luger. The second body belonged to Suzie, the girl Webb loved. She lay sheeted on a wheeled table, her face beautiful beneath the bright lights. Kellner had done this. Kellner, with the head like something chipped from rough granite; Kellner, the overpowering lover of many women; Kellner, the mocking, brutal ghost he had sought for years. And now Kellner, his ancient enemy, was loose on the street of Los Angeles, on some terrible new mission of his own. Webb Grayburn went out to get him...