Crow Bait by Douglas Skelton
They’ll all be crow bait by the time I’m finished... Jail was hell for Davie McCall. Ten years down the line, freedom’s no picnic either.
It’s 1990, there are new kings in the West of Scotland underworld, and Glasgow is awash with drugs. Davie can handle himself. What he can’t handle is the memory of his mother’s death at the hand of his sadistic father.
Or the darkness his father implanted deep in his own psyche. Or the nightmares… Now his father is back in town and after blood, ready to waste anyone who stops him hacking out a piece of the action. There are people in his way.
And Davie is one of them.
They’ll all be crow bait by the time I’m finished... Jail was hell for Davie McCall. Ten years down the line, freedom’s no picnic either.
It’s 1990, there are new kings in the West of Scotland underworld, and Glasgow is awash with drugs. Davie can handle himself. What he can’t handle is the memory of his mother’s death at the hand of his sadistic father.
Or the darkness his father implanted deep in his own psyche. Or the nightmares… Now his father is back in town and after blood, ready to waste anyone who stops him hacking out a piece of the action. There are people in his way.
And Davie is one of them.
They’ll all be crow bait by the time I’m finished... Jail was hell for Davie McCall. Ten years down the line, freedom’s no picnic either.
It’s 1990, there are new kings in the West of Scotland underworld, and Glasgow is awash with drugs. Davie can handle himself. What he can’t handle is the memory of his mother’s death at the hand of his sadistic father.
Or the darkness his father implanted deep in his own psyche. Or the nightmares… Now his father is back in town and after blood, ready to waste anyone who stops him hacking out a piece of the action. There are people in his way.
And Davie is one of them.