Infinite Loop [Kindle Edition]

Infinite Loop [Kindle Edition]

by Gordon Brewer


Publisher Thorn Bishop Press

Published in Mystery & Thrillers/Mystery, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Mystery & Thrillers, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description


Warren is dead.

And he is beginning to wonder how many ways one guy can die. At this point, he is convinced he will spend eternity in an eerie film world purgatory.

In this mystery, Warren wakes aboard a tramp steamer during the 1930s. The man has no idea why his character is involved with an unsavory group of associates for ten grand in cash. By the time his ship docks in Boston, Warren is a wanted man, just one-step away from capture and the gallows. Can Warren live long enough to find the real murderer or does he remain a film noir character in the Infinite Loop?

Sample Chapter

They followed a dingy hallway until they reached an office with the words, Shanghai Imports, nearly filling the glass top half of the wooden door. Amber knocked and opened the door. As he followed her into the office, the man caught a glance at a large shadow to his right. Then, Warren Baker felt a pain in the back of his head and saw the floor rushing to meet his face.

“I sapped a sap,” Harry laughed at his own joke while he pocketed his weapon. He reached down and dragged Warren’s limp body the rest of the way into the office and closed the door.

“Alright, I’ve delivered my end of the bargain,” Amber stared at the man on the floor. It was evident she did not expect the large man to injure Baker.

“That’s right sugar,” the blonde smiled at the woman, “now just stay around to see what he knows.”

Mary turned to her partner. “Find out what’s on him,” she ordered. Harry dutifully went through Warren’s pockets, pulling out the wallet, passport, and the black notebook which he gave to Mary. The blonde perched herself on the edge of the only desk in the room.

“Put him in that chair and tie him up nice and tight. Make sure ya muffle him. We don’t need no one hearing any screams.” The blonde watched as Harry followed her instructions before turning to look over items taken from the prisoner. She pulled out the red luggage ticket along with the remaining cash. Mary slid the money down the front of her chest, inside her bra.

“Well, now it appears our friend has all sorts of interesting names in this book, but it doesn’t have what we want.” Mary’s tone was cold as she flipped the notebook to the table.

“Let me see that,” Amber picked up the scribbled notes. “He showed me this the other day. I know he was keeping notes all the time when I saw him. This should tell us everything.”

“Don’t worry about that,” the gorilla spoke up as he slapped the semi-conscious man’s face several times before moving to the side to ensure his rope was tight around the man’s body. “Harry’s gonna make him sing like a pretty little bird when he wakes up.”

Warren overheard parts of the conversation as he pulled away from the blackness enveloping him. He heard the voices and tried to move but felt the sharp pinch of the rope holding his hands and feet. When the man felt the harsh slap across his face, the prisoner grew angry. But his anger was directed at the first person he saw.


The rag stuck in his mouth kept him from sharing his foul thoughts about the trecherous woman at the moment. However, Harry noticed the man struggling to speak.

“So, little man is finally awake. This is a reminder it’s time to start talking.” A hard backhand struck Warren in the head.

Mary slid off the edge of the desk, adjusting her black dress as she came closer to their prisoner. “He’s right about that, sweetie. You owe Tony those statues, but you decided to knock him off instead. But we are collecting for him.” She came to Harry’s side. “You can see that my friend is pretty sore, so y'all make it easy, otherwise... Well, he’s been known to hurt folks real bad.” She put her face close to Warren’s. “I sure wouldn’t want him to hurt you after all the fun we had.” The cold look of a snake stared at him when she pulled the rag from his mouth.

“If I could spit, I would spit in your eye,” the man croaked out defiantly. Instantly he felt a quick hard punch slam into the side of his head.

“Stop,” Amber suddenly yelled, her face showing the anguish at what she witnessed. “We don’t need to do that. You didn’t say you would hurt him.”

Mary turned to the woman, her eyes blazing and deadly, “Sugar, you better sit down before I have Harry do his work out on you. I’m running this show.”

“Hell, why bother? She’s just another bitch like you.” Warren shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs. Harry gave him another short punch, this time his fist snapped Warren’s head back. Blood started down the corner of his mouth, which he could taste.

“Is that what you think, you worthless little snob?” The woman scoffed, stepping over to Amber and forcing the woman to sit on the edge of the desk.

“Baker, this little girl is just like you.” Mary patted Amber on the cheek. “She’s just a spoiled little snot with a silver spoon. Plus, she’s not too bright. Miss District Attorney’s daughter wants justice. She’s just convinced you are holding something evil on her daddy. That’s why she betrayed you.”

Mary turned back to Warren. “Now, I just want those statues. You give us what we want, and we’ll be happy, right Harry?”

The big man grunted, “I’d mess up queenie here for nothing.”

“Screw you, gorilla. Amber’s wrong, I’ve got nothing on her dad.” Warren tensed, expecting to be struck, but Mary stopped her partner.

“Well now, it don’t really matter,” Mary leaned against the desk. She pulled a flask from her purse, taking a drink.

“What a minute, what do you mean?” Amber’s wide eyes stared at Mary.

The overweight blonde gave a merciless laugh. “Sugar, Warren Baker owes everyone in Boston. He’s up to his neck in hock; trying to keep one step ahead of gamblers he owes money. His mommy won’t pay his bills anymore. Tony’s been playing him like a fiddle since they met. He had the little rich boy all tied up in knots trying to return favors. Just like these statues, Krupin told me he would set them up for Baker to get smuggled in, then Tony would just let him dangle until the next job.” She smiled while she mocked the woman next to her, “Just a dumb bimbo. When Harry and I came to see you, we figured we would have to scare you into helping us. Instead, you were so sure about Baker and your dear daddy, ya came right along and gave him to me. I remembered how the fat man used to think. Let’m believe all sorts of things, he used to say.” She took another drink after she winked at Amber to let her words sink in.


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Author Profile

Gordon Brewer

Gordon Brewer

Gordon Brewer is the pseudonym for a professional geek, history buff, and full time dad who took up a challenge from his son to finish his first novel and enter the world of writing. Raised on a farm in Kansas, the author spent nearly 5 years in the US Navy traveling to 12 different countries during this time. After his discharge, he received his BS degree with double majors in History and Political Science.

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