"Robert Randisi has long been held as a master of the genre."—Michael Connelly Bat Masterson is no longer a sheriff in the Old West. He's moved East to New York City where he gets a job as a sport's writer for The Morning Telegraph. But when his friend and fellow-newsman, Inkspot Jones, disappears, Masterson’s wife Emma asks if he could look into it as a favor to the man's wife. Old habits die hard, and Masterson enlists the aid of young Damon Runyon to play detective and try to locate the missing Inkspot. It doesn't look hopeful—Inkspot had something on somebody, and that somebody may have decided to play rough. Pretty soon they're up to their eyeballs in crooked politicians, hired thugs and a woman of mystery. And it's before it's done, Bat may have to strap on his Colt again for some old-fashioned Western justice. "Randisi gives us the real story. Masterson ended up in New York working on a newspaper as a columnist and reporter. And because he was outspoken he got into one hell of a lot of trouble. Randisi brings the city to real life, high and low alike. There's a particularly good chapter on the street gangs of New York. A fine, rich novel that just about any reader will enjoy and appreciate. "—Ed Gorman The astonishingly prolific Randisi . . .may be one of the last true pulp writers. The Ham Reporter (1986) is an enjoyable romp through 1911 New York City, in which crime-solving duo Bat Masterson and Damon Runyon's search for a missing sportswriter leads them into a world of thrown fights, crooked cops, and powerful Mob bosses. —Booklist

In 1961 Las Vegas, Eddie Gianelli, pit boss at the Sands Casino and a friend of members of the Rat Pack, is called in by Frank Sinatra to stop an extortionist targeting Sammy Davis, Jr., only to find himself caught in a conspiracy involving murder and the Secret Service.

Eddie G.'s services have been enlisted again, this time to help Marilyn Monroe, who thinks she's being followed. When Eddie gets called back to New York, his buddy P.I. Danny Bardini takes up the charge, only to go promptly missing. Eddie returns to Vegas with Brooklyn tough-guy Jerry and the two investigate Marilyn's concerns more seriously, with stops at both Marilyn's home and Frank Sinatra's house in Palm Springs. You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Kills You is a Rat Pack mystery from Robert J. Randisi that crime fiction fans and Vegas lovers won't want to miss.

When Dean Martin receives threats while the members of the Rat Pack are in town filming Ocean's 11, Eddie, the pit boss at the Sands Casino, joins forces with a private detective to uncover the culprit, but his search leads him right into the heart of a murder case. First in series.

Vegas, 1960. Gamblin’, drinkin’, and everybody’s misbehavin’. Six months ago, while they were filming Ocean’s 11, the Rat Pack needed Eddie Gianelli’s help to track down the mug who was sending threatening letters to Dino. Now they’re back for the premiere and it’s Frank who needs Eddie’s help. Seems a babe he was planning to meet in Sin City took a powder---leaving behind her luggage and a stiff in the bathtub. She’s on the lam, and it’s up to Eddie to find her and figure out if she’s a victim or a killer. Once again Eddie teams up with his P.I. buddy, Danny Bardini, and the Jewish New York torpedo, Jerry Epstein, who never met a pancake he didn’t like. Together they scour the neon streets, smoke-filled lounges, casinos, and seamy back alleys, dodging bodies and thugs with guns. But when Sam Giancana arrives on the scene, Eddie starts to wonder if he’s going to be able to keep himself out of jail---and alive. Celebrity cameos spice up the action, and Mo Mo Giancana brings a dark presence to the story. Once again, Randisi, the man Booklist says “may be the last of the pulp writers,” gives readers a tour de force of bright lights, hot dice, and drop-dead-gorgeous dames in this second novel in the exciting, acclaimed series.