The Squad

by Peter Beere

It started with the death of a pimp. Nothing unusual East End gangland has its own way of settling disagreements. Then there was another. And a couple of junkies - a positive epidemic. One name seemed to link the murders - but he was too dead to talk. And everyone who might have helped had vanished.Suddenly, the Squad's patch was out of control.Hookers, pimps, drug dealers, muggers, they were part of everyday life; but what was happening now looked horribly like organized homicide.Overworked and undermanned, the Squad -Mitchell, Stevens, the maniac Doyle and the rest - needed answers, quickly. Or the East End couldexplode...

224 pages, Hardcover

First published January 1, 1987

About the author

I live in Somerset with my wife Marti and Mitzi, a Welsh collie. Obviously they control everything and I am a mere hanger-on. Older than I look, I remember smoking on the shore as the Ark was being launched and thinking to myself, 'That folly will never float.' And, 'I ought to give these things up.'
I have been described as 'an original thinker, with a battered energy and a dark but hopeful sense of humour'. Which is better than I could have come up with.
That's pretty much it. I am always happy to chat and can be contacted at pbeere@sky.com.
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