Sharman and Other Filth

They had so much on Sharman that he couldn’t move without their say-so. Stuff he’d done for himself, and things he’d done for them, too. His name was ruined on both sides of the fence. So they came up with one more job, the big one. When he found out they’d snared him in a honey trap, he was ready to kill. The nastiest story you’ll read this year, rubbing cheeks with a kaleidoscope of sin and substances and truckers’ favorites from the casebook of Nick Sharman.