Contributor(s): Author: MR Horace Silver This explosive first novel from a reformed career criminal comes with authenticity stamped throughout and blows all the other so-called crime books out of the water.
If it did then surely Barbara Windsor would be the most feared woman in London.
Fact: Having your picture taken with gangsters don\'t make you a gangster.
And unlike other supposed gangsters, you won\'t ever catch Horace Silver standing on nightclub doors in a penguin suit, or following criminals around with his tongue hanging out, and a bulge in his trousers.
The author awaits with expectant anticipation to see what tragedy or misfortune befalls the remaining bottom-feeding scavangers feasting on the leftovers in this sordid swamp.
Meanwhile, a third man, a treacherous little toerag by the name of Gary \'Tichy\' Oxley, will probably die in prison after being sentenced to life for the gangland murder of Joey Oliffe in 2009.
One by \'natural causes\' while another was shot dead outside a pub in east London.
Also, two men hired to kill the author are both dead.
The same man\'s former solicitor was also struck off by The Law Society.
One has not long ago been publicly humilated having lost a multi-million pound lawsuit and now faces financial ruin.
By contrast his enemies seem cursed.
This is a man who has had a contract hanging over him for twenty years and ain\'t dead yet.
DuhJudas PIG is the real deal, written by someone who lived the life, not the lie.
Some Muscle-Marys drive to a supposed drug meet on an unlit country road and get their nuts blown off.
Sounds like one of them knock-off Chippendale striptease acts that performs in working mens clubs and bingo halls. \'The Essex Boys \' Don\'t make Horace laugh.
Contributor(s): Author: MR Horace Silver This explosive first novel from a reformed career criminal comes with authenticity stamped throughout and blows all the other so-called crime books out of the water
