WITH A COMBINATION OF HARDBOILED TOUGHNESS AND THE LATEST TECHNOLOGY, PRIVATE DETECTIVE JAKE MONROE RACES TO FIND THE CRIMINAL MASTERMINDS BEHIND THE PLOT FOR HIS DOWNFALL.
Private detective Jake Monroe is intrigued by a beautiful client asking him to find her missing boyfriend. Monroe soon realizes the case is more than a simple disappearance. By using a combination of old school toughness along with new school technology, he uncovers multiple murders connected to a large drug smuggling crime syndicate run by gangsters partnering with corrupt city politicians, police officials and greedy businessmen.
When Monroe is framed for murder and kidnapping, he realizes someone is intent on getting him permanently out of the way.
He now races to reveal the mastermind behind the plot to bring about his downfall.
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"Jake Monroe is a great P.I. who you'll be pulling for as he fights for his reputation and life."--Betty Eppler, Database Administrator
"If you like modern hard-boiled fiction, this is the book for you. It's tense and tough with plenty of surprises."--Carlos Bravios, Engineer
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"Chapters read well with good pace and enough detail. Builds good level of interest for the entire story."--Brook Thomas, Travel Consultant
"Is a good read. The descriptions of the characters and locations are in [enough] detail for the reader to imagine but not overdone. Keeps the reader interested in every chapter. Well done!"--Marie Opallo, Accountant
Monroe placed his bag of electronics behind the dumpster and was getting ready to take a look at the building when he heard footsteps behind him. Spinning around, he instinctively raised his left forearm to deflect the blow from the black rubber baton that was coming down hard on him. He turned his head to his left behind his upheld arm to avoid the blow.
The baton came down on him with driving, determined force. It drove through the defense his arm offered with a sting and struck a glancing blow off the side of his head. He fought to stand up, but his legs refused to hold his weight. He staggered back against the dumpster and struggled to keep his balance. His eyes were seeing a widening, dark swirling pool of blackness that surged up towards him. He fought to keep out of the dark pool that grew in size until it completely engulfed him and he could struggle no more
