night squad

Before Corey Bradford was kicked off the police force, he had his way with some of the folks in the slummy part of town where he grew up, affectionately known as the Swamp--a bribe here, a shake down there. Now that Bradford is off the force, he's lost his wife, and has ramped up his drinking.

Now, being in the wrong place at the wrong time has put Bradford right between the crime organization that runs the Swamp and the police department he used to work for.

Then the Night Squad came looking for him.

This is 1961, hard core crime noir. The honky-tonk lingo, the cruel reality of the ghetto, the .38 specials, and the platinum blondes are all here. I haven't read a hard boiled crime novel in a while, and there really is something to these pulpy crime fiction novels from this era. David Goodis doesn't waste words, and he doesn't spare feelings. The inner dialog is a little over wrought, but it really gets to the core of Bradford's feelings as he moves his way through this story, trying to find the best way forward for number one.

Goodis writes the Swamp as an integral part, or even a character in the story. The teaser line on the original book jacket calls the Swamp: "...the brutal throbbing heart of the slums." There are plenty of sad, sorry stories in the Swamp, and Bradford just wades through them as gets on with his life there. There are glimmers of what life could be, buts its never clear if those glimmers hold any hope for Bradford, or anyone else who lives there.