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Societal commentary just got interesting. Listen to this funny, racy, exaggerated take on a man running for office and the woman chosen to help him. Peppered with satire of the elite and commentary on class warfare, this quirky political humor story explores power struggles between the sexes. Perfect if you want to chuckle and think. This tale is one helluva ride - a sexy little snicker.

Nick Fister's the winningest ultra-runner ever, but he's paid a price. His daughter Tuesday took her own life. His wife is sleeping with his crew chief, Floyd. And his "greatest fan" - an ex-Marine sniper - has progressed from creepy stalker to deadly menace. Nick's chosen Death Valley's Badwater 135 as the brutal capstone to his career. When Floyd fails to show at race start, Nick begins without him - and hears shortly later Floyd was stabbed to death the night before. Nick Fister always wins, and his relentless focus keeps him in the race.

Solomon Bull is the son of a rebel who died in the '80s fighting for the American Indian Movement. He trains for an Arizona race called Desert Dog, designed to shred a man, while using monkey-wrench tactics to unseat a corrupt senator. Pursued by a smoking-hot agent from the Treasury's Terrorism and Financial Intelligence office, a doe-like prostitute with burn marks on her back and a sick story about a demented senator, and by Cal Barrett - Desert Dog organizer and brain behind Operation Guillotine - Solomon Bull has a difficult choice and no time to make it.

With Baer Creighton hidden inside a mountain, Stinky Joe survives the wild Flagstaff winter alone. But with first melt, he succumbs to warm broth and sleeping pills, placed at the doorstep of a scheming prostitute at the vortex of a politician looking for an issue, a money-launderer wielding leverage, and his 83 year old meth-dealing target. Stinky Joe learned as a pup: don’t ever bite a man. He’ll beat you near death. But cornered in a bath tub by a pothead with a gun, Joe goes outlaw.

Luke Graves turned the family butcher business into an empire by cutting fat off the ledger as well as he cut meat off the bone. He also learned many men sold beef, but few sold girls and boys. Demand was high - especially for the ones with brown skin - and supply, small. One evening, returning to Williams, Arizona, a chavo bolts the truck and runs for the plain. Cephus Graves takes him down with a deer rifle...In the woods 200 yards away, Baer Creighton looks up from his fire. He has a nose for evil men and he’s found a clan of them. But he’s met his match in Luke Graves.

This book starts where the first book, The Unknown Mongol, ended. The year is 1998, and Scott "Junior" Ereckson, the national president of the Mongols Motorcycle Club, has been convicted of assault with a deadly weapon. Because he's an ex-felon and it’s his second strike, he's been sentenced to 14 years in state prison.

Six days before Baer Creighton cut down a cabal of dogfighters, a 16-year-old girl disappeared while walking home from school in Asheville, North Carolina. Witnesses later claimed they saw her in the back of a police car. Twenty-five years before that, an illegal fireworks plant blew up in Benton, Tennessee, killing 11, and raining M100 firecrackers over half a county. A few days later, a 13-year-old boy learned his highest calling was murder.

Ever since his brother electrocuted him as a boy, Baer Creighton feels an electric tingle when people lie to him. He lives in the woods, stills unrivaled moonshine, and limits human contact to regular buyers, his niece Mae, and her three kids. It’s a good life, sharing humor and philosophy with his sole companion Fred, a back-sassin' pit bull getting on in years, until Fred goes missing then arrives dumped in a ditch, a victim of a local dog-fighting ring. Armed with a Smith & Wesson, audacity, and a moonshiner's know-how, Baer hunts the dog thief.

The world I know is flooded. You don’t go in the water. You don’t touch it. If you do, it will get you, drag you down, and you’re gone. Harry Iskinder knows the rules. Don’t touch the water, or it will pull you under. Conserve food, because there’s no arable land. Use Sundered slaves gently, or they die too quickly to be worthwhile.

The disappearing hitchhiker is one of the hoariest urban legends, and no one knows that better than Gabriel Walsh, a lawyer who grew up on folklore and myth. When Patrick - author of books on the supernatural - brings him the case of a hitchhiking woman in white who vanished on a country road after accepting a ride from a businessman, Gabriel knows the Cainsville elder is just trying to wheedle into his good graces. But Gabriel is a man in need of a mystery, one that will get him back into someone else's good graces.