The Man Without a Conscience, or, From Rogue to Convict

Excerpt: '“Bureau of Secret Investigation.” Nick Carter glanced at the above sign over the door, an unpretentious and somewhat faded reminder of better days, while he descended the flight of stone steps leading into the basement offices of the Boston police department. The sunlight lay warm and bright in Pemberton Square at ten o’clock that May morning, shedding over the magnificent new court-hous...