Review: Contradictory, no closure and certainly not a stand alone.
Rating: 2 out of 5
Date: 07 5, 2013
From its cover depicting a glitzy Creole(???) woman to its on again off again "black vernacular", this one just didn't sit right with me.  Example: This is a story about blacks in the Old South yet the author describes things about them in perfect King's English.  To me, if you are describing "ass whippings" doled out by black on black, they would most likely be referred to as "ass whuppin's" or perhaps "whippin's". Even the name of the roadhouse seemed unlikely with its "ing" ending. The story was simply told in a manner which was made less than believable by the way the author wrote it.Additionally, the author describes the police who raid the club as having "rifles and pistols" yet states that Hawk was shot by a "shotgun bullet".  Rifles have bullets and shotguns have either slugs or shot but shotguns never shoot bullets and, to the best of my knowledge, rifles NEVER become shotguns.The story is also not a stand-alone...there is no closure, no cliffhanging moment, no nothing but "the end".  I'm sorry but this one just didn't compel me to read others of its ilk written by this author.  A two star read at best.