Long Term Parking

Private dick, Boston Nightly, knows there are three absolutes in life. The first? Whenever a mug thinks he's about to be flush with a little cash, the washing machine floods the laundry room, or the a.c. unit quits, or the car’s front end alignment goes all to hell. And the second? Contrary to what anybody in this world might tell you—dying hurts like hell. And, Boston should know, for in the last six months alone, he's been killed nine times. He discovers after his first death, that Heaven isn't all that it's made out to be. In fact, it's a whole lot like Earth. Recruited as bounty hunter to satisfy an afterlife that has a sharp inclination toward Old Testament revenge, Boston finds himself head back to Earth to retrieve mob boss, Joey Sacs and all of his crew. And that third absolute? Don't ever get sideways with the mob, it only pisses them off, and they always send someone looking for you.