$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...