Peter Hancock

It’s 1928, and people are living large. Why? Because they can.Dancing and partying—the only problem? Alcohol isn’t allowed. That’s right, alcohol has been banned.The making, the selling, and, of course,the drinking.Peter sat in a hidden bar, cigarette in hand, whiskey in the other.He watched as people drank their money away. Once, he had been a poor man,without a single penny to his name.Now, he was rich and powerful.Bringing the cigarette to his lips, he took a slow puff, a smirk forming ...... click to continue...