I got another handwritten letter from psycho killer Pug Mahoney.

He wrote, “Hey Corbett I got good news and bad news. The good news is I haven’t killed anybody since I broke out of prison. The bad news is punkaphile Trump declared victory in Iran even though we lost the so-called WAR.”

Pug wrote the word war in three capital letters.

“I used to love Trump,” Pug wrote. “Now I hate Trump.”

But Pug said the worst news is that not enough people are buying and reading Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited.

Pug blames me for failing to sell what he calls his book even though I wrote the novel about him and his savage life in the Irish American jungle.

He taunted me in the letter saying, “What kind of hack writer are you, anyway, Corbett?”

The postmark on the letter tells me Pug’s back in his hometown living deep in an abandoned coal mine shaft somewhere near Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.

“I like the dark,” Pug once told me.

Pug calls himself a survivalist. When he last called me on the phone from prison he said he could even make himself invisible. Pug’s voice got giggly when he said “Prey won’t see me coming.”

Pug said people who don’t read his book not only make him angry but hungry as well.

Hungry for blood.

On the phone Pug hinted at escaping and one day making a public appearance. Back then he said, “Maybe I’ll hold a reading of my book. Take over a city council meeting and hold everybody in the room hostage.”

Contact me if you think you know where Pug might be planning his next move. While you’re at it go to my website at https://theoutlawcorbett.com/ and buy Paddy’s Day in Trump Town Revisited for a special ten dollar low price.

Buying and reading the book might help defuse Pug’s distemper. 

One last piece of advice.

Beware of Wilkes-Barre City Council meetings.