The .40 Caliber Mouse

For on-line shoppers, it was indeed an alternative bookmark. It was a notorious website, where the average person could hire a mercenary for $1,000 a head, without fear of being turned in. It was built to last. The feds pounded keyboards for months trying to blow its elusive IP addresses out of memory. It had a face: former Interpol agent Colin Reeves, a polite British gent with a .40 caliber pistol named Lucky, and something to hide.It was a threat.Soon there was a trail of bodies and business cards. Some would say it was impossible, but it had an undeniable force of nature on its side. "Just tell me," asked Alice, a trophy wife from Boston with an unfaithful husband and a plan to get rid of him. "Am I crazy? Are you crazy?"You're not crazy," Reeves assured her. "Vengeance is in."