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The smallest of small-time criminals, Ernest Stickley Jr. figures his luck's about to change when Detroit used car salesman Frank Ryan catches him trying to boost a ride from Ryan's lot. Frank's got some surefire schemes for getting rich quick—all of them involving guns—and all Stickley has to do is follow "Ryan's Rules" to share the wealth. But sometimes rules need to be bent, maybe even broken, if one is to succeed in the world of crime, especially if the "brains" of the operation knows less than nothing.
258 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1976




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"This other Ryan, man used to work with me a long time ago," Leon Woody said. "His name was Jack Ryan. We work for this man was in the carpet cleaning business? Get in a house, we see some things we like, we leave a window unlocked, come back at night. He was a nice boy, Jack Ryan."
Sportree came in from the kitchen with a drink in each hand. Frank Ryan thanked him as he took his and waited as Sportree handed the other drink to Leon Woody and went out again.
"No, I don't think I ever heard of him," Frank said.
"He wanted to be a baseball player."
"Is that right?"
"Play in the major leagues. Nice boy but he couldn't hit a curve ball for shit."