The Hunter (Parker, #1)

by Richard Stark

Parker wasn't a syndicate boy, and never had been. He worked a job every year or so, payroll or armored car or bank, never taking anything but

nor was there a police file on him anywhere in the world.

Bleak didn't want to talk, and Parker put Mal to work on him on the theory that cowards make the best torturers.

He'd have to find another Lynn. There were plenty of them, around the resort-hotel swimming pools. And this time he'd know to watch her a little closer, and not to fall in love.