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The Hell of it All by Bob Kroll ** Blog Tour excerpt **

    I am delighted to be taking part in the Blog Tour to celebrate the publication on 14th March of Bob Kroll's latest novel, The Hell of it All. This is the second book in his TJ Peterson series. The publisher, ECW Press, has released excerpts from the book and I am able to share one of them with you today. But first, a little about the book...

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Retired detective T.J. Peterson is working the table scraps that his former partner, Danny Little, sometimes throws his way. One of them has Peterson hearing from a snitch about a body buried 30 years ago, the same time a drug kingpin went MIA. Peterson is also ducking an ex-con with a grudge, a hitman who likes playing jack-in-the-box with a 12 gauge. Then a former lover re-enters Petersonā€™s life and begs him to find her daughter, an addict who knows too much about the local drug trade for her own safety. The search for the girl and the truth about the 30-year-old corpse takes Peterson down into the hell of it all, deep into the underworld of crack houses, contract killing, money laundering, and crooked professionals doubling down on their investments of black money.

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The Hell of It All by Bob Kroll
Excerpt 4: Books, Life & Everything
Sunday, March 12


Chapter One (contā€™d)
Continued from March 10 on Debraā€™s Book CafĆ©


ā€œThere could be thirty, forty, maybe a hundred campsites in the park. You want us to dig up every one on your say-so?ā€
Turtle squirmed. He picked up the helmet from the snowmobile seat and put it back down. ā€œThe bodyā€™s for real,ā€ he said. ā€œI heard them talking.ā€
ā€œBut youā€™re not telling who you heard. Hereā€™s the thing, Turtle, itā€™s not a meat sandwich if you leave out the meat.ā€
Turtleā€™s face went through ten shapes of anxiety. Then he said, ā€œIt stays with you, right?ā€
ā€œMe and Danny.ā€
ā€œYou and Danny, but nobody else.ā€
ā€œCross my heart and hope to die.ā€
ā€œThe hell with you and that kid stuff.ā€
ā€œJust tell me what you got.ā€
ā€œI heard Willie Blackwood say something to this other guy. I donā€™t know who. I never got a good look.ā€
ā€œWhere was that?ā€
ā€œWillie has a camp upcountry, and he was there with his snowmobile pals.ā€
ā€œNot your kind of company. What are you doing there?ā€
ā€œIā€™m not riding with them. I show an hour later. They have me packing the blow, so if they get stopped on the highway, theyā€™re clean. Then one of the machines goes down, and Iā€™m outside pulling spark plugs and cleaning them. Thatā€™s when I heard Willie talking.ā€
ā€œYou heard what, exactly?ā€
ā€œThe guy said, ā€˜We do the fucker and dump him where he canā€™t be found.ā€™ Then Willie said, ā€˜Try a campground.ā€™ He said, ā€˜Who walks a campground looking for a grave?ā€™ The guy left and Willie said to that friend of his, you know, big fucking nose, Willieā€™s muscle, the one they call Come On . . .ā€
ā€œCameron,ā€ Peterson said.
ā€œYeah. Willie said to him about burying one in Laurie Park thirty years ago. Nothing but bones now. Like a place that nobody finds.ā€
ā€œAnd thatā€™s all Willie said?ā€
ā€œYeah.ā€
ā€œWhen was this?ā€
ā€œThe day after it snowed.ā€
ā€œTwo weeks and youā€™re bringing it now?ā€
ā€œI ainā€™t the fucking mailman.ā€
Peterson thought about it a moment. ā€œTell me more about the rag asses. Strictly low level?ā€
ā€œDollar store.ā€
ā€œTheyā€™ve got nothing to do with the body in the park?ā€
ā€œYou going deaf or something? The rag asses donā€™t mean shit.ā€
ā€œYou think Willie knows the campsite number?ā€
ā€œHow do I know what Willie knows? If he put it there he knows. But that ainā€™t something he goes around talking about. And we donā€™t shack together. If the man talks in his sleep, I ainā€™t going there, I ainā€™t hearing it.ā€


Excerpted from The Hell of It All by Bob Kroll. Ā© 2017 by Bob Kroll. All rights reserved. Published by ECW Press Ltd. www.ecwpress.com

About the Author 

 

Bob Kroll has been a professional writer for more than 35 years. His work includes books, stage plays, radio dramas, TV documentaries, and historical docu-dramas for museums. The Hell of It All is the second novel in a projected trilogy featuring T.J. Peterson. Kroll lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia. Visit Bob Krollā€™s website to learn more about him.
 
Thanks to Tania Blokhuis and the publishers ECW Press for the place on the Blog Tour.

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