The Bradys After the Bank Street Bunch

The river keeps secrets. Brady keeps score.

A stolen corpse. A vanished colonel. A city rotting from the waterline up.

Old King Brady has built his reputation on cracking the cases no one else can touch. When the Secret Service drops a cold trail in his lap—a disgraced officer gone to ground, stolen government records, and a warehouse raid led by a man who was supposed to have disappeared—Brady doesn't flinch. He's unraveled worse.

But this case keeps pulling him somewhere darker than a colonel on the run. The trail winds down into the grimy heart of Greenwich Village, where the Bank Street Bunch prowl the docks like rats in the river mud, stealing everything that isn't nailed down—and some things that are. Coffins. Corpses. Government secrets shipped out of sight in a dead soldier's box.

Brady works the streets with the cool precision of a man who's seen every shade of human rot. But the deeper he presses into the waterfront underworld—through junk yards, saloons, and fog-thick river nights—the clearer it becomes that someone in this city is smart enough to stay one step ahead.

His partner Harry wants in. His partner Alice is already tangled in something else entirely. And somewhere beneath it all, the Bank Street Bunch keeps working in the dark.

Brady hunts men for a living. But can he catch one before the river swallows the last piece of evidence for good?