"From the bridge, the riverbanks stretch into the distance, narrowing, until they pinch and close, succumbing to forest. The sun is low and cold; mist lifts from the water. It is somewhere there, along that stretch, that the body is buried. I don’t know where. To be frank, I don’t care." From dark Buffalo streets to the dockyards of Eastern Canada, these gripping noir tales embed the reader in the gritty world that exists beneath the pristine beauty of a winter's night. In Six Feet Deep, the … [Read more...] about Six Feet Deep by James P. Balsom