When the bandages came off, Parker looked in the mirror at a stranger. He had come in to the doctor with a face that the New York syndicate wanted to put a bullet in. Now he was going back out with a face that they were going to learn to fear. It cost him a lot. But it would be cheap at twice the price if it kept him alive while he did what he had to do. And what he had to do was steal. Because a new face couldn't keep Parker from his old life of crime and kicks...where money was there for the taking, and where nobody did it better than Parker.