name is Hans Polcheck, and I’m a P.I. My beat? The mean streets of Sydney, a
town where anything can happen. Where criminals prey on the weak minded. Where
evil lurks around every corner like a perverted old man looking at
schoolgirls. It’s a town that cried out for help, and I was only to willing to
These are The Polcheck Chronicles. Those who are faint of
heart, or weak of stomach had best look away. I hate vomit on my shoes.
But if you can stomach raw danger…
If you can keep your knees from rattling in fear…
If you can handle the excitement of running with the best P.I. in Sydney
Then I bid you welcome….
- Hans Polcheck