Amazon Booklocker Barnes and Noble Amazon.com Category:  Fantasy Publisher: Booklocker.com ISBN-10:  1601452519 Type: Fiction Pages: 308 Copyright: July 24, 2007 ISBN-13: 9781601452511 Professional thief Adam Beesler has seven days to pull off a multi-million dollar jewel heist. Before he can accomplish his goal, he'll meet an attractive art dealer, put up with a pushy partner/mentor, speak with a dead Irish rogue and face the Devil himself. Hope Adam survives... "Stingy Jack" is two tales in one. We begin with Adam Beesler in modern day Boston as he plots out his jewel heist, along with his partner/mentor (Nicky V. Simms). Though they have a few days to wait until the caper is pulled off, that does not mean that Adam is out of the woods, especially when he runs across the spectral Jack O'Keeffe. The other story details Jack O'Keeffe's life in 17th century Ireland. Jack talks about his childhood, loves, his descent into thievery and what eventually became of him...after he died.

Kaye Trout (Midwest Book Review)
STINGY JACK by R. Scott Taylor

Booklocker.com, Inc.
Genre: Mystery
Rating: Good
ISBN: 9781601452511, $16.95, 308 pp.

Stingy Jack is a fast-paced, fun read about a professional thief named Adam Beesler. It is two tales in one–Adam’s jewel heist and 17th century Ireland as told by a spectral rogue name Jack O’Keeffe. Can this young thief stay alive as he unravels the mystery?

R. Scott Taylor is an interesting writer with a snappy style. The book is well written and edited. Here’s a sample of his writing from page 5:

Police sirens ripped the silence, getting closer if Adam’s exceptional senses remained so. His light steps intensified. A man running on a cold night might turn a head or two and draw unwanted attention. A straight line beats a meandering one, and Adam’s path couldn’t have been much straighter.

Adam cursed the face-chilling wind while facing a well-lit gas station within walking distance. Frostbite might claim him as its victim if he lingered. Ears ached, making him wish for earmuffs; his hands provided the earlobes little comfort as his breath steamed from his chattering teeth.

A lone driver topped off his yellow taxi’s tank; the nozzle spurted precious fuel onto the concrete. The older man’s wool scarf draped his heavy brown polyester jacket. The right sleeve’s rip was double stitched in a frugal attempt and his cotton gloves bore multiple tatters.

To have such fortune on a chilly night, Adam wasted no time in taking advantage of the luck. " Excuse me, Sir!" Adam trotted over to the cabby, making sure nothing escaped his pockets. "Excuse me, but are you taking fares?"

If you enjoy a good mystery, you may enjoy this story.