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Patrick Picciarelli retired from the
New York Police Department as a lieutenant. He holds both a B.A. and two Masters Degrees and is a licensed private investigator.
He is often called upon by various news organizations to lend expertise to stories related to criminal investigations and
writing and has appeared on numerous TV programs. He is the author of “Blood Shot Eyes,” a crime fiction novel
about a former NYPD detective turned private investigator who investigates murder and blackmail in the big apple.
He is also the co-author of two nonfiction books, “Jimmy the Wags: Street Stories of a Private Eye” and
“Mala Femina.” He is a member of The Society of Professional Investigators, The Writers Guild
of America, The International Association of Crime Writers, Mystery Writers of America and Private Eye Writers of America. Lieutenant Patrick Picciarelli, NYPD (ret.) is the
co-author of Mala Femina: A Woman's Life s the Daughter of a Don; Blood Shot Eyes; My Life in the NYPD: Jimmy
the Wags; and, Jimmy the Wags: Street Stories of a Private Eye.
According to the book description
of Blood Shot Eyes, “RAY VALE, ex NYPD Lt., Vietnam veteran, grieving widower and private
investigator is hired to investigate the nine-year-old brutal murder of a female college student in New York's Flushing
Meadow Park. He enlists the help of the retired NYPD detective who originally investigated the case, Charlie Wright, a bitter
ex-detective with a deep secret, who is at first reluctant to get involved. Yale and Wright are outcasts from the department;
Yale for his outspoken defense of his cancer-stricken policewoman wife who was forcibly retired from the NYPD after she was
diagnosed, and Wright is a self-imposed exile from society. Together they put aside their demons to unravel a seemingly perfect
crime. They soon discover, through con
man Tony Cippolone, that Leah Porter, a psychotic former cop, bounced from the NYPD for killing a civilian, is a prime suspect
in the case. A Svengali-like radio personality, Wolfgang Steinger, controls the deranged Porter and has her do his violent
bidding to stay on the top of the celebrity heap. The motive for the slaying is a damning videotape used in a blackmail scheme that threatens to bring down the power
structure in the NYPD. More murders come to light as Yale threatens to delve deeper into the minds of his two prime suspects
against a backdrop of the underbelly of New York and a finale that will leave even the most jaded crime fiction reader breathless.”
Publisher’s Weekly said of Jimmy
the Wags: Street Stories of a Private Eye, “Written with Picciarelli (like Wagner, a former cop), these
streetwise recollections have the sound of tales told from a barstool impossible to confirm (names are changed) and perhaps
massaged a bit. Retired after 22 years as a New York City cop but still craving action, Wagner became a PI and found himself
in some sticky situations. There were the cash-toting Saudi princes who required Wags and other bodyguards to take them eating
and shopping and then asked Wags to procure hookers and cocaine (he sat out the latter task). He flew to Denmark and to Turkey
to snatch kids in child-custody disputes both missions required as much fistic persuasion as derring-do. He trailed some elusive
philanderers, guarded a crazed, drunken heiress and stymied an extortion attempt by wannabe wise guys by doing his Joe Pesce
imitation. Wags wound up as head of security for a high-price, mobbed-up topless bar. After he left, owing his boss a favor,
he helped collect some extortion debts and found himself arrested after his co-collectors decided to rob patrons of a massage
parlor. He got probation and gave up his license but still works in security. Though Wags regrets he joined the collectors,
he seems proud of some other dubious activities. While these reminiscences contain a few too many hard-boiled clic0’s,
they're engaging enough if you have a beer in your fist.”
According to the book description of
My Life in the NYPD: Jimmy the Wags, “22 years on The Job in New York-s most notorious precinct.
Let James -Jimmy the Wags- Wagner take you behind the badge and into the daily drama of working New York City-s toughest job
in New York City-s toughest precinct-before civilian review boards, before gentrification, and before political correctness.
It-s the NYPD as you-ve never seen it before-from a street cop who walked the walk through the turbulent -60s, the violent
-70s, and the drug-fueled -80s. Unbelievable war stories from a man who-s seen it all- The street soldiers of the Ninth Precinct-the
drunk, the Vietnam vet, and the -Clubber- The precinct-s resident vampire, a woman who paid addicts $5 to suck their blood
The friendly cult leader who painted a mysterious ring of circles on the sidewalk for four months before revealing its tragic
purpose The neighborhood-s rowdy-yet respectable-contingent of Hell-s Angels Celebrity misdeeds and misdemeanors.”
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