JANUS In Transit

His name is Janus Payette…
J-A-N-U-S. His parents had a thing for Roman mythology; Janus was the god of gates, doors, doorways, beginnings, and endings and that pretty much spells out Payette's life.
In a previous incarnation, he was a detective working narcotics, which is about half a notch above being homeless. As a Narc, you don't have many friends and enemies are behind every door and his connection to the God of doors gave him no special license. Making a long sordid story short, some of his enemies wore badges like his, and when he blew the whistle on a partner taking payoff money from a mob boss the brass sided with his partner, and he was shoved into the gutter. Since then he's been a drunk, a drifter, and the guy on Powell Street holding the sign, "Will Work For Food." It was a pretty good fit. Janus was able, with help, to pick himself up and turn his life around. He became a licensed Private Detective and set off on a series of adventures in and around San Francisco. He even broadened his horizons in search of questions posed by friends and lost loves. Janus is an old-school detective fighting modern-day crime in San Francisco, the Bay Area, and beyond. He is brash, witty, and cunning. Is he dumb enough to enter the dark side? Of course, he is. So, this is "JANUS In Transit" finding himself visiting old haunts and reliving past nightmares. He's churning up trouble in "Venice Beach", tripping over the roots of his past and tracking down racketeers pushing illegal liquor and harassing a long-ago lover.
Taking a dangerous tack he then goes on the hunt for a drug lord, "Courting Mary Jane". It ends tragically in the death of his partner in crime. Janus has gone far afield in this latest in the series of "JANUS" crime adventures.