John Davis, his current alias, is like no other Westerner in fact or fiction.
San Francisco strumpet salesman, con man and killer for hire, he uses a stealthy stiletto rather than a six-gun.
Told in first-person, braggadocio style (what person could slit a dozen throats while being hunted?), I’m the Man You Thought You Killed follows Davis deep into the Reconstruction South while he helps his runaway hookers, one white and the other an ex-slave, seek the latter’s lost son.
As Davis attempts to solve the desperate duo’s dilemma, he also ignites a trail of flaming crosses and fanatical fury. Though every route north is blocked by squads of white-sheeted night riders, each of those horsemen has to somehow keep his throat from getting cut.
A retired New York State parole officer, author Leonard Marks has created a one-of-a-kind hero. One can only hope the author can keep him under control and believable.