San Francisco, 1877. I'm Georg Vintner, sailor man. I grew weary of the terrors and dangers of life at sea, so I went ashore. I took work as a streetcar driver in the City, so folks called me Driver. All went well until a man got himself murdered on my watch. I was soon suspected of the crime. Either I discovered the real killer, or I could find myself in the hangman's noose. My peaceful life as Driver ended, as I got caught up in a round of swindlers, thieves, corruption, graft, and sometimes killers. Worse yet, I was in love with a mad woman. How do I spring her from the Asylum? And what of that ghost of the dead stagecoach driver? After that, it all starts getting complicated. Come and join me in Old San Francisco, as I discover life in the City can be more dangerous than the sea.
The author was born a long time ago. He spent three years in the US Army where he learned a lot of vital skills, such as how to use a soldering iron and screwdriver, as well as how to make the bed, mop the floor, and wash dishes. He grew up and spent most of his life in San Francisco. After obtaining a useless liberal arts degree, he became a social worker and did more than 20 years in the mean streets of New York City, San Francisco, and rural California.
He is now devoted to writing books, which he should have been doing in the first place. He has written some science fiction and fantasy, but is now mainly interested in tales of the Old West. Previous publications include The Terrorist Plot at Gopherville, Gold, A Tale of the California Gold Rush, Journey to Rhyolite and Chapel Perilous.