Captain Satan #2: Parole for the Dead

The grim gray rocks of prison walls had finally sprung a leak, but only the greatest of gangdom’s chiefs could taste the fresh air outside. Crime!—with its many bloody fingers—Crime!—with a single master! Who was the man behind these prison breaks who fed the fat keepers of Hell and laughed at the Law? Captain Satan came up with the answer—while the hot guns spoke of Death and the Law held up its hands!

By William O’Sullivan