Gateway Gas

by Sylvester Brown, Jr.

ISBN: 979-8463727930


On Sale: Sept. 2021

Genre: Fiction/Murder/Mystery


Cost: $25 (US)


Summary by

Story opens in 1991, in the home of a young man about to commit mass murder. It fast-forwards to 2017 at an awards ceremony honoring Clifford Broussard, the troubled writer who covered the story nearly 30 years prior. To save his career, Cliff's editor assigns him to a story involving an obese, detestable, child-killer. With a cast of colorful characters, the writer solves the mysterious case. But along the way, the alleged killer forces him to confront his own demons and misdeeds. In the end both find a path to redemption.

Excerpt from Gateway Gas:

Cliff and the inmate faced each other on opposite sides of a bed-sized, metal table. The dull-gray walls in the room matched his mood: drab, bored, emotionless. Listed by police as a “Ms. Olivia Johnson,” she was dressed in a Florida orange prison jumpsuit. The bull faced prisoner with a matted, nappy afro stared at Cliff with utter contempt. Her fat, puffy fingers tried to rub wrists in blood-choking handcuffs manacled to a welded hook in the middle of the table. Cliff spoke in a deliberate deadpan voice:

“Why did you kill that baby, Olivia?”

Audio excerpt from Gateway Gas 

by Sylvester Brown, Jr.

Chapter 30: "Pissed Off Pearlie."

Warning: Not suitable for children

Perhaps, if he wasn’t slightly inebriated, he might have noticed the black, tinted-windowed Cadillac Escalade idling a few feet behind his car. As Cliff reached for his door handle, something, large and heavy, pressed against his back, pinning him to his unopened door.

“Just take my wallet, man, I’m not gonna fight you,” Cliff stammered.

Audio excerpt from Gateway Gas

by Sylvester Brown, Jr.

Chapter 14: "The Ever-Mysterious Olivia"

Warning: Not suitable for children

"Hey, Sol, look, it's the newspaper man."

Sal yelled to his twin brother as Cliff entered their business, Sol & Sal's Used Tire Shop. The shop has been in the Ville neighborhood on Martin Luther King Drive before there was a MLK Drive. Back when Cliff was a kid the street was named Easton Avenue. The twins had run the business since the early 1960s. Business was always good. A new set of tires for the average sedan could cost up to $1,000. Customers could get a decent set at the used tire shop for $300 or less.