No love for the wicked

"In 1979 NYC, Crime and urban flight are at their peak. Rocky II has hit the silver screen. The Knacks’ ‘My Sherona’ and Donna Summer’s ‘Bad Girls’ are burning up the music charts and blasting in every disco on a Saturday night. Murder also dances to a timely final heartbeat. Human demise and carnage are running rampant, many last breaths taken beneath the concrete surface, hidden from the naked eye. The nasty truth lies in an underworld of vengeance, greed, and evil. Angelo Ferrari is an unrepentant, heartless man who lives his life in the shadows. As a gun for hire who has followed in his father’s twisted footsteps, he has left a bloody trail of bodies in his wake. Since taking his first life at age fourteen, he has been holding a gun in one hand, a knife in the other, and hatred in his heart. He’s so good at being wicked, he’s never been caught red-handed. After years of grooming and experience, he is the newest Seraph of Mortality – the executioner. One fateful evening, however, things change…Andrea Ellison is an herbalist, palm reader, and Sensitive. She’s also the wrong woman to cross. Working at a perfume counter in Manhattan, she supplements her income by offering specialty love spells and clairvoyant readings. Though she at times can see the future, she did not notice Angelo Ferrari coming her way. When she sets her sights on the troublemaker, he makes her soul tremble. Never has she encountered such evil and beauty all within the same man…Their fortune is in their hands."--Page [4] of cover.