It’s been two years since Brick Winslow began his self-imposed exile in the Northern Wisconsin woods. For the first year he slept with one eye open. He still carried a gun. Brick had premonitions of a sort. More like spells and he had a bad one the morning he had visitors at first light. Only his ex-wife mattered. Her husband was an added irritation. He didn’t have visitors, he was invisible and then he wasn’t. It was a hard tumble down the rabbit hole, his world turned upside down at that instant. Dealing with Cassie could do that to a man. By the next morning the husband was dead. The story made the news in Minneapolis and his name and location were printed. Brick was a decorated Officer with the Army Rangers, it was newsworthy. A hit squad was dispatched and seven more were dead, but he had to run again. This time he was determined to find the truth. As he zigs left and zags right across the country his past is never far behind.Sisters, Oregon holds the answers. Guilt, shame and regret drove him away. Time to face the adopted family he loved, yet abandoned. All the love and peace he held dear was stripped away like old varnish by a bad decision. He snuck away like a thief in the night. His last chance to find love gets tangled into this twisted drama. The life he ran from needs to be resolved. As his mother used to say, Right or wrong it’s time to make a move. He finds answers in the Oregon Mountains with help from Charlie and the remaining members of his ranger squad, the four still alive. Can they survive another gun battle? They’re about to find out.Brick learns that there’s a contract on his life and confirms that his old nemesis is the broker; but he doesn’t know who contracted the kill. It’s back to Minnesota to find the truthA fast and furious ride through the world of drug lords, sex and the sweaty under belly of life.
