At the start of this book, we find our man spending some solo time in a seedy bar on a stormy night. A nervous man enters the bar, soaked and carrying a small child. A short while later, after abandoning the child, he is gunned down outside, leaving the child an orphan. And once again, without pay, Mike goes after the killer. The man turns out to be an ex-con who specialized in breaking and entering as well as safecracking. Although he had been trying to start clean, a bad deal with some loan shark brought him right back down a one way street. Meanwhile, the DA is on Mike’s back,

the small time criminals are still trying to take him out, and the girls are using all their charms to get Mike into bed. Photographs for the purpose of blackmail may be the key to finding the killer as well as a criminal who’s been dead for years. As you can probably tell, I'm not too excited about this book, even though its’ title sounds like it should have been, at the very least, a big gun fest. Instead, too much of the book is devoted to his female indulgences. One other thing, the ending is beyond belief, even though Spillane set it up early in the book.