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Rob Hanley; Former writer and editor for The Los Angeles Times, Los Angeles Daily Journal and The San Diego Union-Tribune. Once you pick...

One man's mild irritation is another man's tumescent exulceration. Here at The Night Police we enjoy making lists. We have lists for...

Part 2 answering the question "Did you always want to be a writer?"

Several of the agents were chameleons and could dress, look and act well enough to easily fall into any crank, acid, heroin, PCP or coke buy

... "Max’s brain sizzles in response to the gruesome stimuli. Standing in the intense darkness, he hears water dripping in the ancient sink

For those of you reading this that were never cops, I want you to imagine your 21-year-old self responding to every type of call under the s

Our web site has just gone live and frankly it's time to toast the friends of The Night Police.

We invite law enforcement, family and friends of law enforcement to engage with us via email. We'll read them and we'll respond.

Bristol City, a disheveled, comfortless township of 900,000 somewhere not too far west of the Mississippi is home.

PAUL: My big moment came on a Secret Service detail. I was guarding Lloyd Benson’s Washington DC townhome. The residence was empty ...

Paul wore me down over the years, explaining ad nauseam how we could write the novel we’d always talked about. There were many, many nights

I worked solo in the genre of “Pirates and Big Tits” and created some true nonsense. When we wrote together the quality improved, because we

It’s true that certain folk, men and women alike, get a taste for adrenaline and keep reaching for bigger and bigger hits.

We never wanted to write a politically correct novel. Never considered writing a politically correct novel.

I assume if you’re reading this, there’s a chance you’re on the same or a similar journey. Writing a must read book appears to have ...

Back in our day, it was a time-honored tradition to spend most working nights, after shifts end at a local watering hole. We’d work at it, o

I’m not saying I want to be part of a group of disillusioned expats living in post-WWI Europe. I just want to be in Hemingway’s Pamplona ...

End of Watch is for our brothers, killed in the line of duty.

"This is the City. Los Angeles, California. Some people rob for pleasure. Some rob because it's there. You never know. My name's Friday."