Old Broadbrim on a Water-front Trail

A crippled ghost from the past. A gang of killers who think they've buried every witness. One detective who doesn't know how deep the rot goes.

Josiah Broadbrim has seen the worst New York has to offer. The Quaker detective built his reputation on the waterfront's darkest cases, and he thought that chapter was closed. Then a one-eyed, one-armed, one-legged stranger shuffles into his office—and everything Broadbrim believes about a man he once shot and left for dead is suddenly wrong.

Pinkey Jim is alive. Scarred beyond recognition. And carrying a list of forty names that reads like a directory of the city's most dangerous predators.

Broadbrim doesn't trust him. He doesn't entirely believe him. But when six armed men crash through the office door looking for blood, the ugly little cripple fights like a man with nothing left to lose—and suddenly the detective realizes this stranger might be the only key to breaking open the most vicious gang on the West Street waterfront.

As Broadbrim pushes deeper into the conspiracy, the bodies multiply and the betrayals cut closer to home. Every answer leads to a darker question. Every ally carries a secret.

Pinkey Jim claims he can deliver the whole gang. But can Broadbrim trust a dead man's word before the next murder is committed tonight?