You probably haven\'t ever noticed them.
Forget.
He\'s a stylist, a pro, and I thoroughly enjoy his attitude.--Elmore LeonardWestlake knows precisely how to grab a reader, draw him or her into the story, and then slowly tighten his grip until escape is impossible.--Washington Post Book World Donald Westlake\'s Parker novels are among the small number of books I read over and over.
Whatever Stark writes, I read.
By the time he arrives, the safecracker is dead and Parker\'s skeletons are on the verge of escaping from their closet--unless Parker resorts to lethal measures.
In The Jugger, Parker travels to Nebraska to help out a geriatric safecracker who knows too many of his criminal secrets.
Next, Parker works with a group of professional con men in The Score on his biggest job yet--robbing an entire town in North Dakota.
Hot on the trail of a statue stolen from a fifteenth-century French tomb, Parker enters a world of eccentric art collectors, greedy foreign officials, and shady KGB agents.
The Mourner is a story of convergence--of cultures and of guys with guns.
This season\'s offerings include volumes 4-6 in the series: The Mourner, The Score, and The Jugger.
The University of Chicago Press has embarked on a project to return the early volumes of this series to print for a new generation of readers to discover--and become addicted to.
Lauded by critics for his taut realism, unapologetic amorality, and razor-sharp prose-style--and adored by fans who turn each intoxicating page with increasing urgency--Stark is a master of crime writing; his books as influential as any in the genre.
You don\'t want to cross him, and you don\'t want to get in his way, because he\'ll stop at nothing to get what he\'s after.
Parker, the ruthless antihero of Richard Stark\'s eponymous mystery novels, is one of the most unforgettable characters in hardboiled noir.
Tough, smart, hardworking, and relentlessly focused on his trade, he is the heister\'s heister, the robber\'s robber, the heavy\'s heavy.
If you\'re planning a job, you want him in.
They\'re pros, and Parker is far and away the best of them.
Heisters, to be precise.
They\'re thieves.
Surreptitiously jiggling the handle of an unmarked service door at the racetrack.
Lagging a few car lengths behind the Brinks truck on its daily rounds.
Sitting quietly in a nondescript car outside a bank making note of the tellers\' work habits, the positions of the security guards.
That\'s their job.
They notice everything.
But they\'ve noticed you.
You probably haven\'t ever noticed them
