Frank Kalinyak, disgraced ex-cop, returns to Pittsburgh, Pa., "Iron City," his hometown, from Tucson where he has been living a desperate existence since the death of his young daughter. He has been summoned home by Bobby Mack, an Assistant D.A., to find out who murdered an old high school friend. Kalinyak is swept into a whirlpool of bizarre killings, religious fanaticism, church duplicity, hustlers, cops, junkies, old friends gone bad. Amid the fractured landscape of Iron City, rusting mills, rotting industry, he struggles to find sense in his life. Ultimately he must ask: who is he and can he survive? "David Scott Milton can write like an angel... a writer hell bent on fulfilling the legacy of John Steinbeck, carrying on the tradition of James Jones and exploring his own heights." -- Alabama Journal "It was my misfortune to have missed 'The Quarterback', and thus be unaware of this fine, unflinching writer. He does not prettify, embroider, ornament of otherwise offend against the utter dignity of his hard, enduring characters; out of their meanness, and misery, he has made a story which I envy, in prose as clean and businesslike as a switchblade. Make sure everybody hears about this book; it's not about a gambler and a broad and a fighter at all-it's about the human condition, and it's beautiful." -- George V. Higgins, author of The "Friends of Eddie Coyle"

"If Graham Greene's thrillers fascinate you, if "Brighton Rock" gives you mental fever blisters, don't miss this book. In a desolate underworld setting, "Kabbalah" generates continuous suspense and a haunting religious intensity. Like Greene, David Scott Milton uses people in danger to illuminate the interior drama of souls in jeopardy. And he goes further than Greene in one way. He ends the book with a vision of redemption which may be uniquely Jewish and is surely ecstatic."-"West Coast Review of Books"

"Will be read by a devoted audience long after other novels have been discarded "-"Chronicles of Culture"

Jimmy Jassy has been on the top five years now, but the clock was running out. All he had left were the remnants of his incredible skills, and his snarling pride in being the man they called-The Quarterback. "From that rarest shelf, interesting sports fiction."-Robert Lipsyte, "New York Times" On "Paradise Road": "Milton can write like angel . a young writer hell bent on fulfilling John Steinbeck's legacy, carrying on the tradition of James Jones and exploring his own heights."-"Alabama Journal" "A pulsating, evocative tale that will take the reader months to forget."-"American Statesman"