In the inner sanctums of Sydney's underworld it was reckoned that Big Frank Crain had buried more victims than all his rivals combined. In between thieving and robbery, which was his livelihood, and pimping on prostitutes, which was his sport, Crain spent much of his time plotting murder, which was his hobby. He killed for fun. That he was a Detective Inspector on the New South Wales Police merely enhanced the immunity generated by the fear he spread like a plague throughout the city. No one dared face him down and his influence at Police HQ gave him carte blanche in his extra-curricular activities. So when The Establishment plotted murder he was the killer of their choice... He was enjoying a boom year when a couple of investigative reporters took him on....
In the inner sanctums of Sydney's underworld it was reckoned that Big Frank Crain had buried more victims than all his rivals combined. In between thieving and robbery, which was his livelihood, and pimping on prostitutes, which was his sport, Crain spent much of his time plotting murder, which was his hobby. He killed for fun. That he was a Detective Inspector on the New South Wales Police merely enhanced the immunity generated by the fear he spread like a plague throughout the city. No one dared face him down and his influence at Police HQ gave him carte blanche in his extra-curricular activities. So when The Establishment plotted murder he was the killer of their choice... He was enjoying a boom year when a couple of investigative reporters took him on....