When two cons doing several respective back to back life sentences for murder make a daring, if not Hollywood style escape from the Dannemora Maximum Security Prison in Upstate, New York, Jack Marconi PI receives a personal invitation from the Governor of New York State to track the murderers down, and deliver them personally to the front door of the Governor’s Mansion on Eagle Street. But what Marconi and his side-kick, Blood, don’t yet realize, is that something more insidious than a simple prison break has occurred in the small town of Dannemora. Because in the course of tracking the criminals down, the two gumshoes will also expose the Crypt, an insidious operation taking place down deep inside the depths of the 160 year old prison. What kind operation is it? Something so evil it will reduce the tough-as-nails Marconi to tears.
From bestselling Thriller and Shamus Award winning author Vincent Zandri comes a riveting crime novel in the acclaimed mystery series that fans of Michael Connelly, Charlie Huston, Robert B. Parker will devour. The Corruptions is sure to keep you up all night.
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Quote Chapter 1
4Runner ain’t Albany already asshole beer Blood Bridgette cell Clark Clinton County cocked coffee concrete block cons cops corrections officer corridor Crypt D’Amico Dannemora Prison dead Derrick Sweet desk didn’t escaped eyes face feel floor fucking glass going gonna goons gotta Governor Valente guess guys hair hand he’s head hell inmates inside Joyce Mathews Keeper kids kill killer knew laugh Little Siberia looked Marconi Maude’s Mean Gene metal door Mexico Moss and Sweet Moss says Moss’s mouth nodded Okay paint Picasso pipe pizza pulled Reginald Moss rifle riot shotgun Rodney scream screws Sheriff Hylton shirt shit shooting shot shotgun shoulder shouted Silk Road smartphone smile Stanley staring stepped stood Sweet says tall there’s they’re thick thing thumb told took town of Dannemora trooper turned wall wanna warden wasn’t weapons What’s who’s Willsboro woods Yeah You’re