«Murder Money» by Jay Bennett

$100,000. What would you do if you found so much money on the back seat of a taxicab?

Eddie Doran figured he'd keep it. The money was all in small bills. Untraceable. Probably a payoff of some kind. Or a pick-up. Racket money. Dirty money.


Dirty or not, Eddie needed that dough. He was broke. Dead broke, and through as a fighter.


The briefcase with the money in it was like manna from heaven.


Only it wasn’t. It was sudden death wrapped in tight green bundles — a present straight from hell.


From that moment on, Eddie was a marked man…