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All Slices: A Toby Dunbar Mystery
The first lie was easy.
The blood made the second one harder.
After a young man's death leaves Hobo trapped under suspicion, Toby Dunbar knows the street has already started writing the wrong ending. Hobo is damaged, angry, and carrying wounds most people would rather use against him than understand. To the police and the neighborhood, he is an easy man to blame.
Then Picasso and three of his men are found dead in a fourth-floor apartment on Kedzie.
No gunshots.
No clean stabs.
No frenzy.
All slices.
The crime scene should make things simple. Hobo is found alive in the blood, wounded and barely standing. But Detectives Danner and Mason see what the room refuses to hide: the violence is too controlled, too deliberate, too intimate. The killer did not simply want men dead. He knew how to take movement before life, and he left behind a room that reads less like rage than instruction.
Toby wants to clear Hobo.
Danner wants the truth.
Picasso's blood wants something worse.
As the investigation tightens, old county history begins to surface. Picasso was not just another dead man. He was an old wound with a smile, a man who understood possession, humiliation, and the private pressure points that could make another man move before he thought better of it.
Now Toby has to follow the blood, the old debts, and the knife logic before the wrong man is buried under the right-looking evidence.
But every answer cuts closer.
Because in a room full of dead men, the question is not only who survived.
It is who knew how to make every slice count.
All Slices is Book Two of The Picasso Murders, a gritty Chicago crime mystery about loyalty, blood evidence, old wounds, and the dangerous distance between justice and revenge.
