{"id":253488,"date":"2026-07-13T02:51:19","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:51:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-shoot-blood-red-turns-dollar-green-volume-2-paul-obrien\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:51:19","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:51:19","slug":"a-shoot-blood-red-turns-dollar-green-volume-2-paul-obrien","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-shoot-blood-red-turns-dollar-green-volume-2-paul-obrien\/","title":{"rendered":"A Shoot Blood Red Turns Dollar Green Volume 2 – Paul OBrien"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Most of the bosses were still huddled in the corner. All the wres- tlers were gone. There was only a circle of Scotch, chewing tobacco, and cigar smoke left. \u201cWhere\u2019s Danno?\u201d Tanner Blackwell asked. \u201cTm here,\u201d Ricky replied. His response seemed to anger some in the circle. A few of the bosses threw their hands in the air in exasperation and sighed their disapproval. Ricky knew he needed to pull the bosses back into the conversa- tion quickly.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m speaking with Danno\u2019s full permission and on his behalf. I don\u2019t think it\u2019s unreasonable to give the man some more time to grieve.\u201d \u201cThanks to all the shit you guys are pulling up here, we don\u2019t fuck- ing have time for grieving,\u201d Tanner shouted. \u201cThe walls are moving in on us fast.\u201d Joe Lapine spoke softly from the head of the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cGive the man a chance to speak.\u201d The circle widened out and the bosses sat shoulder to shoulder in silence and waited for Ricky to begin. \u201cI need your help,\u201d Ricky said. Tanner smiled at the predicament Danno, through Ricky, found himself in. One week before, Danno had looked immovable as the top man, now his number two was at the meeting looking for their help.<\/p>\n

How quickly things can change. \u201cWhat are you asking for Ricky?\u201d Joe asked. \u201cWhat\u2019s your proposal?\u201d Ricky continued. \u201cI want to open out the Garden to your guys tomorrow night. I want to run an elite tournament that would put all of our top guys in there. Proctor has run off somewhere\u2014afraid to face the giant. We strip him of the title. :.\u201d Tanner again chimed in. \u201cWhat the fuck does that do for us?\u201d Paul O\u2019Brien Ricky wanted to launch himself across the table and beat Tanner’s face in.<\/p>\n

He steadied himself and continued.<\/p>\n

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Copyright \u00a9 2017 by Paul O\u2019Brien All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any manner without the express written consent of the publisher, except in the case of brief excerpts in critical reviews or articles. All inquiries should be addressed to Sky- horse Publishing, 307 West 36th Street, 11th Floor, New York, NY 10018. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.<\/p>\n

Skyhorse Publishing books may be purchased in bulk at special discounts for sales promotion, corporate gifts, fund-raising, or educational purposes. Special editions can also be created to specifications. For details, contact the Special Sales Depart- ment, Skyhorse Publishing, 307 West 36th Street, 11th Floor, New York, NY 10018 or info@skyhorsepublishing.com.<\/p>\n

Skyhorse\u00ae and Skyhorse Publishing\u00ae are registered trademarks of Skyhorse Pub- lishing, Inc.*, a Delaware corporation. Visit our website at www.skyhorsepublishing.com. 10987654321 Library of coe Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available on file. Cover design by Owen Corrigan ISBN: 978-1-5107-0934-8 Ebook ISBN: 978-1-5107-0937-9 Printed in the United States of America CHAPTER ONE October 9, 1972. Three days after Annie\u2019s murder. \u2014 New York. Danno Garland had no reason left to be alive. When he heard what happened to his wife, he wanted to follow her\u2014when he identified her body, when he got home and lay on their bed alone.<\/p>\n

He especially wanted to die when he realized that he had put her in that position in the first place. He wanted to follow his wife. But he couldn\u2019t. Not until he made right her death. And if everyone in the wrestling busi- ness had to lose so he could do that, then so be it.<\/p>\n

His mind was made up and he was going to see this thing to end, no matter the cost. Beginning immediately. The car bounced, at odds with the weather-worn dirt track. Wet branches rubbed and slapped the metal of the car as it eased through the tight wooded passage until they came to a clearing. In the distance, the shining headlights of a ring of parked cars formed an illuminated circle. Apart from the secretly invited, there was nobody around for miles.<\/p>\n

Just hills, forests, and dark- ness around the edges.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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