Three-year old Gabriela plays with her twin brother on a train platform. Blind sax man, Braille the Rail, meets with an old, old friend. The earth rumbles beneath them all: the promise of an approaching locomotive. Now, two mysterious strangers, both of them acting in the interest of an otherworldly sense of duty, will decide their fate over a cup of tea.

Side story to the novel, THE DEVIL'S RIGHT HAND! \\\ For more previews of the novel, see THE NIGHT WALK MEN and KRO. \\\ For Geoff Saylor, woken in the middle of an ordinary week night, life is about to change. Geoff is a middle-class everyman. He works hard and is good at his desk job downtown. But evenings and weekends are spent with his family in the suburbs. He and his wife have been dreaming about making their middle-class lives just a little bit better. But Geoff is about to get a visitor who brings with him the terrible, bland smell of death. Hold tight. The Night Walk Men are afoot—and the Saylors' dreams of a better life are put on hold...in shocking fashion.

Companion story to the Night Walk Men Saga! This short story involves a character from the new novel "The Devil's Right Hand"but it can be read independently. No one knows who the Night Walk Men really are. They are unseen, unknown. "Kro" is an all-new story straight from the timeline of the forthcoming novel, "The Devil's Right Hand" and introduces a character sure to become a favourite within the Night Walk Men universe. Protege in a burgeoning drug empire, James Wong is left for dead on a wet Vancouver street. He unburdens himself before the end and begins to accept that his hopes and dreams will never be realized. He's either going to get out of this dangerous line of work in a body bag or he's going to have a run-in with a saving angel who has "black hair down past her shoulder in a long flat dagger, hiding her eyes."

The saga began with The Night Walk Men, the #1 Kindle Suspense novella by Jason McIntyre. Now it continues with The Devil's Right Hand. And a war is brewing. Meet Benton Garamond. He's lost. He careens through the wet streets of downtown Vancouver on a collision course with a dirty lawyer named Levy Gillis. He wants something from Gillis and he aims to get it. Meet Donovan Lo, former drug kingpin and not bad with the ladies if you ask him. He's in hiding and has a plan to leave his empire for good. But something—and someone—aims to put a bullet through his last big score. Now meet Sperro. He has a lot to say about his job, about Benton Garamond and about Donovan Lo. Sperro will be your tour guide. "We are Night Walk Men, imbued with the lives of at least ten men, and we walk among you like a blur, unseen but often sensed or smelled like pollen in the air when you can't see flowers—or the tingle you get when the hairs on your neck stand up. "If you hear footsteps on the parched earth behind you, or if dry autumn leaves scrape concrete with a breeze, that's most likely one of us, walking just a little ahead or just a little behind. If it's dark and you climb into your car and for once—for no reason at all—wonder why you didn't check the back seat for strangers, one of my brothers is mostly likely back there as you drive off. "We are everywhere at once and nothing can stop us. We are Death incarnate, walking under long robes of black and chasing down the winds to read from a discourse that may be the last words you'll hear..." Be prepared to shake The Devil's Right Hand.